AN EAST END MURDER (Begin Reading)
"Poor chap, Lenox murmured, walking up toward the scene of the crime. The still body sprawled along the cobblestones below him was cast over with the jaundice of evening lamplight. "You don't know what his name was, do you?"
"Phil Jigg, according to one woman. I asked something like eight people about him."
"Did she say anything else?"
The young bobby shook his head. "That was all, and she rushed off right quick."
"It looks like strangulation." Lenox pointed out the ring of deep scarlet around the man's neck.