SftUABINO THE YARDS. Under ordinary clroumstances Mant ley wonld not have agreed to the pro posed opnaultatipu with Pascoe. Be had, however,: been so completely de prived of all chance of displaying self esteem, as a result of his talk with M'lotyre, that he did Dot see how to oppose the latter's views. He took the matter to heart so much that he did not even try to quote Latin. The more he thought of the affair, the more reason did he ace for concluding that he had no cause to be proud of his position. He remembered, also, how on a pre vious oocasion he had been compelled to admit that Pasooe had clearer per ceptions, and made a better use of his memory, than he, the professional do teotive, could boaat. And as Mantley was not too far gone in admiration of i himself to be unable to discern his own errors, he judged that after all he might get a little more light frnm the sallow faced street preacher. And in addition to this somewhat professional view of the oirourrißtanoes, the detective was so dominated by a strong personal desire to hunt down the man who had nearly beaten the life out of Clara Breffer, that he would have done anything that even remotely promised a little light on the mystery. " I suppose," he remarked, " that we shall not see Eli till just before the last boat goes ? " " Moat likely not. He will stay at Bertha'e place talking, and no doubt have more tea. You may safely reckon that he won't go away till about ten minutes before the time for starting." " We'll take a turn up and down Queen-street to kill the time, and to make things sweet I'll call at the sta tion before we start." The two men went round to the police quarters, where Mantley In a matter-of fact way made it known that ha was going on business to the North Shore by the last boat. The pair then walked together slowly about the principal streeta of the town, conversing. Natur. ally enough, their talk drifted again to the murder. Mantley 's chief difficulty, as indeed it was M'lntyre's, was the absence of apparent motive. " Why Bhould Mr Biohard Bode want to kill Breffer?" was the great stumbliog blook. 