He worked it himself at the police-office, day after day for many days, contending against even a committal; and at the trial where he couldn't work it himself, sat under counsel, and--every one knew--put in all the salt and pepper.

The murdered person was a woman,--a woman a good ten years older, very much larger, and very much stronger.

It was a case of jealousy.

They both led tramping lives, and this woman in Gerrard Street here had been married very young, over the broomstick (as we say), to a tramping man, and was a perfect fury in point of jealousy.
The murdered woman,--more a match for the man, certainly, in point of years--was found dead in a barn near Hounslow Heath.

There had been a violent struggle, perhaps a fight.