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Newspaper photographs of Margery Wren, and the murder shop at No. 2 Church Street<br />

the result of a fall, but to multiple lacerations of the head by some blunt instrument. A pair of blood-stained fire tongs,<br />

which were laying on the floor, were a prime candidate for being the blunt instrument in question. Miss Wren told Dr<br />

Archibald that she had been assaulted inside the shop: “He caught me by the throat, and then he set about me with the<br />

tongs.” When the doctor asked her to name her assailant, she just said “You will never get him, doctor. He has escaped.”<br />

Dr Archibald found it strange that for some reason or other, Miss Wren did not want the name of her attacker to become<br />

known.<br />

Margery Wren was taken to the Ramsgate Hospital, where she lingered for five days. She spoke confusedly about<br />

what had happened to her, telling Dr Archibald, a policewoman and various other people that “They were two of them<br />

set about me. If I had not had my cap on they would have smashed in my brain-box.” She then said that there had<br />

been three, or even four, assailants. She accused an elderly man named Albert Williams of having been the man who<br />

attacked her, but then pointed the finger at “Hamlyn of No. 19”. Several times, she said “Hope did it!”, once adding<br />

“Hope of Dene Road!” Mr S F Butler, the Chief Constable of Ramsgate, communicated with Scotland Yard, and Chief<br />

Inspector Walter Hambrook was dispatched to Ramsgate to take charge of the murder investigation. When he arrived on<br />

24 September, Miss Wren had become comatose, so it was impossible for him to question her in person. Hambrook was<br />

quite baffled by the contradictory statements from the dying woman, accusing a number of respectable, elderly people<br />

of having attacked her. When the magistrate had come to take her dying depositions, she had merely said “I do not wish<br />

him to suffer. He must bear his sins. I do not wish to make a statement.” The local vicar had been equally unsuccessful<br />

in getting Miss Wren to denounce the identity of her attacker; after he had left frustrated, Miss Wren said, with a note<br />

of satisfaction, “I did not tell him anything, see”. The badly injured old woman died on Thursday, 25 September, and the<br />

case was now one of murder.<br />

Walter Hambrook went to see the murder shop, which was quite a dismal sight, the premises being in a very dirty<br />

and verminous condition. There was not much stock in the gloomy old shop, and he got the impression that very little<br />

business was done in there. The shelves contained a variety of archaic merchandise: a variety of fly-papers, Sunlight<br />

soap, Zebo for cleaning the grate, and Bird’s custard powder, along with a selection of rather unappetizing sweets<br />

kept in old-fashioned glass jars. Miss Wren had told some people that she was the owner of valuable house property in<br />

London, but she had told others that she was very poor, and had even had her meals at a soup kitchen for the destitute.<br />

Hambrook thought it likely that Margery Wren knew the man who had assaulted her, but that for some strange reason,<br />

she had wanted to keep his identity a secret. The beneficiaries in her will were two elderly cousins: Mrs Hannah Cook,<br />

72, and Mrs Ann Wilson, 84 and an invalid. Neither of these two were physically capable of committing a violent assault,<br />

but the police were interested in Hannah Cook’s son, Police Constable Arthur Cook, but he had an unblemished record,<br />

and his clothes were free from blood stains. There was brief optimism when a prisoner named John Lambert confessed<br />

to committing the murder, but when questioned by Walter Hambrook, he told many untruths, and was incapable of<br />

describing the topography of Ramsgate. On her deathbed, Miss Wren had mentioned the name of Albert Williams, a<br />

69-year-old man from Dover, who had visited her at 1 pm the day of the murder, to complain that his nephew was<br />

leaving him and his wife, to find lodgings elsewhere, but nothing transpired to link him with the murder. Miss Wren had<br />

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