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CHAPTER XVII. I

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CHAPTER XVII. I Guilty, or Not Guilty. Buoyancy of yoath had died from in- leaving her countenance drawn and ^Site aa, with fevered step3, she paced the lad sal°on with frantic footsteps. fe)] t 80 agitated had she become that I •ona° Wondering whether there was not a graver fearqUence behind the loss of her letters. She $6red exPOBure, that was certain. In fact it Segjj more than oncc as 1 stood there wit- sqg-j0? her perplexity, that she had some vague kvviCI°D was tbere for the purpose of j" QS blackmail upon her. l6t aa a stranger—and the only witness against k6j1^eQly I- recollected that it would be in f *'e8ts if my silence could le secured. A.nd 'aWh'°m ^er despondent attitude and the horror ""be she held the memory of that grey Nov- ''hart ^'ernoon, it seemed at the same timb that rC" wn she who had attempted to save the th#« 0 ^&d fallen beneath the coward blow of iijj jB3assin—the man who had been tricked to oath by a woman. hkl rose. i when she grew calmer again, she Wiri before me breathless, her white chest VltlR, ber bands trembling, and asked, ^h»f they discover at this inquiry ? j Qo the police know ?'* th. ltlated to her all that had taken place in iQst room in tho police section house, j «« ?a have already described it to yoa. ,d.,then they searched for me, I suppose, j too, letters, of course, gave them the clue. Ah, It 6 was not t0 bftV& destroyed them." Kj*°uld have been better," I agreed. Kj*°uld have been better," I agreed. yel!'3 Pertn*tted to a woman to cherish Cjjjr*ht memories,she said, almost mecbani- y. can caat their love aside as easily tjjj 3ld glove, bat a woman if she really loves eha absolutely forget, no mattei how *<ed may be her social position, or how many *'av'Jay elapse." And sighing, she added, >0ti Herwerdine, yon are not a woman, and ea^!1 D0ver understand what a woman suffers J yy her love is forbidden to her." 8')e alloding to the difference in her 8tatua with that of her lover ? I remem- bgj the tragic bitterness of those letters—how 3°rrowfoI]y accepted the inevitable bad learnt the truth as to who she really *hose letters told their own sad story. Vt. that gay exterior there beat a broken ^far*Qlevea told me so. She tried to "at a imE]J arose in her throat, and she overcome with emotion. That she was Tealoff'B maid re^l my "0 wuum give no infoi mation. '^Kioian—the daughter of some noble house, lit assured. sbe w0re uot' tbe Eomo Office assuredly not have placed the seal of tjSty upon all those connected with the dis- » of tl:e strange affair m Bloomsbuiy. ltU5^hen I say you at th6 window," I said, in evening dress—and it was after- ^hy were yon attired like that ?" I in- 'l^losore becaasa I was at a Iosb for some- than for anything else. rememb9r 8he responded, slowly. trUck y°Q strange. I had I,pid d"" had mari ,ery 8&dly, bat did not explain how k Anr? m exit from that house of silence. Qian who gave yon warning," I said, j i?1 'he n maa w^° atooi on l^e Pa*611161?8 side of the way and waved his "a. fpiJ0?" waa thai* on8lowhona am f?reatly Indebted. t»'ed»n ,morneat he gave me warning, and thus it falling into the hands of the police. Wl8lr been for him I might have been placed •hat vn^u81'! ^or t^10 '00'1 on y°ur ^D6W x jJ1 me to be guilty." k l^at 8tiH regard—your presence ky a rc)O as a aneipicious oircnmstance," was 01 reply. I spoke oprfectly frankly, and h OL PiLrenti aupreciateo" iov outspokenness. b it it it was suapicions," she declared. v»'*#Wa What would I not have given had I been ftOIb Itlned of what was to happen there. A word > Qie would have prevented that awful tragedy would have crashed the iogenious con- And you say thai «e astuaily bad those s mine upon him -those letters which '«VMr? truth. It seecs incredible. I be- Stw?* ?he added, I believed myself safe- from scandal and exposure, but what yon I shows me in wha* serious peril I now f u » And yet you say you will be my friend ?" i880r anx,0U3 to assist ^oa in any way," I ^t6 f ^er w'ttl a ^erveDC^ tilat waa within my J. I now saw that she was an unhappy 'stressed woman notwithstanding that her I thesocial scale compelled her to travel » ^a,h'a" ^J0Va is the leveller of all. Every •ii*> eDterta.'na a great passionate affection once in a lifetime, and be she cook or .V £ 8* draper's assistant or duchess, her heart w'tb the same ardocr and the same devo- Sto woman before me, magnificent in frenzy of grief anl fear, held horror- by the recollection of that fateful hoar, fojL 1''eading leat those letters might cause the \I, I1re of her secret, stood with her white clasÐed before her, her pointed chin rest- her chest. She seemed aa though she W to con^c'e rne> an £ yet hesitated to do aQse I was a stringer and nnknown. the mystery would be to clear cloud that had so suddenly fallen upon for had not the weird unaccoantable °f Twineham promises! me success if I sufficient patience. ,,3V '«e warning ? M voice had told me to avoid the woman of tkk hair. This woman before me had dark Could the jinaccoantable voice of the t b9eo referring to her ? And yet *• reflected I found myself wonderiDg that voice was not after ail a mere jjlj, of my imagination. j°V|^2Sd at that oval perfect face, and pondered ,y Then, aa she stood near me gazing aftain "efire. I exclaimed slawlv and àistinctJy- 'It, that house a second discovery was made. (i1 i,01 aware what was hidden there ?'' ^°* What ?" she inquired, with quick in- w brief words. I explained how the police- V^iscoverad that gruesome evidence of a 1?? crime. v*-0*tible," sho gasped. Did yon actually Yourself I" |V *"d," was my reply. Moreover; I b^ave^a IJ^Sraph of it—a picture taken by the police Wi?*to try an^ sstablisl1 the c'eacl woman's v\ty." And from my pocket I took an en-. l"" containing the unmounted photograph Cc)urtiancl had given me. *Qstant ^ec eyes fell upon it she snatched ^0c* sbe cried,, glaring at it. M Why, Eileen. Ah, what falsa treachery.. victim." instinctively placed her hand upon ber '•) ^t^'hotigh to still its fevered throbbing. k inn oVlQ 07^1 D1 >n«/4 n — OfK *CK t*W4.vaiOMW WV.W.U.CU, auer II pause OfK *CK t*W4.vaiOMW WV.W.U.CU, auer a pause V*&8i 8118 endeavoured to preserve her self- Tell me exactly ib what circnm- discovery wafl made. I—had no idea ^S^ioed in detail the manner la which the tv5eiic wa8 brought to light, while, still V 0 Photograph in her hand, she glanced to time, as though fascinated by ''e?ea and drawn expressionless features S countenance. falle° a victim, without a doubt," ^ion Baid- She bas 1)0611 crne,iy a8 he bas been. Have the police ■< ?«t i°f her identity? Tell me, because this \^>P°rtant." m^Ii0laTu 'ar aa I know. Bat, I added, V«C £ e? Eileen-who?" glancing again at the gruesome III\ !¡¡;():tbat is all was her vagne answer. that y°» *6faee to tell me ber I)\^ remarked, somewhat annoyed. tL%r,bobl,O,Iao good to be served by its baing K a^e replied, mechanically. "They tha r' a-n<^ ^or somo reason, at present _,ewi<lence of their crime haa been >. Iv4* it -i0r what motive I cannot imagine, Id? V11 th 8erve to convict thsm." '8 more than one assassin, and VJi*» • their identity ?" I remarked, 'f ^ou could denounce them to the Ni^ B9,desired 2" myself. No,,sfee,aoarewefl» decisively. Yoa surely would not wish me to do that ?" But it is only just tbac the assassins should be punished," I exclaimed, for I was all anxiety to learn the truth of the tragedy and its connec- tion with the little old man whose appearance had so exactly resembled that of Thomas Nor- reys. Ah," I quite agree,she said, in a tone more calm. There has been a foul conspiracy by which a man and a woman have fost their lives yet, after all, it is not really sd very surprising," she added, as though speaking to herself. They are relentless." You are in fear of them, I suggested. M Not of them, but of exposure," she declared. frankly. Those letters in the hands of the police-cannot I getithem back by any means ? Ah; I doubt it very much." I said. Nevertheless, I don't see that you have much to fear of their exposure, for tie police will never divulge them." Ali. Mr Hewerdine. you don't understand my position," she cried desoeiatelv. I cannot afford to risk exposure in this affair. And yet my hands are tied. I am helpless." Why not tell me the truth in confidence, and let me assist you? The two police officers who have the investigations in hand are my friends. We can, most probably, arrange matters. Perhaps so," she answered, with a sigb. But even then your assistance, however well meant, could be of no avail to me." Then I regret it very much, Miss Tesloff," was my answer. I know ysu are in deep distress—that certain features of the affair are bitterly painful to you, and my only object is to render you a service." And at the same time gain knowledge of the secret ?" she added. Yes, I admit it. I desire to know who was that little old man who gave you warning." Why?" "Because an hour or so aftp-rwarda he died— j an unnatural death." What," she cried Do you actually mean to say that they killed him also ?" He is dead, and buried. He was found in Oxford-street in a dying condition, and after death it was discovered that the cause was poisoning by amtimony." 14 Then they killed him—in order that their secret should be preserved," she cried, hoarsely. "Oh, this is too awful. I never dreamed that their threats would ever be carried into effect. That their canning was equal to that of the very Devil himself I was well aware, for I my- self have already had some experience of their evil deeds, but that they would secure their safety by secretly killing the only man who knew the truth I never dreamed. I always thought they were his fiiands. Tell me, how and when was he discovered ?" I explained to her, and she listened with all anxiety to my narrative. When I had con- cluded, she said Then the whole affair is still a complete mys-1 tery to the poiice ?'* They have discovered absolutely nothing ?" 4t Except your own connection with the affair by means of those letters found up on the dead, "iler jaw fell. Exposure of that private cor- respondence seemed to be her only fear. Yes," she admitted Those lettcrs-I was a fool-a very great fool not to have destroyed them. But I suppose a woman's misfortunes generally have their genesis in her sentiment." And she turned bar fine eyesiupon me, looking me fall in the face. But if yon hesitate to tell me the truth con- cerning the affair, Miss Tesloff. you will surely gratify my curiosity by telling me the name of the old man who watched outside in the street." I would most readily if I knew his name. Only [ am in ignorance of it." But just now you said that he was a friend,' I exclaimed, suspicious of such an evasive reply.' So he was. But I only knew him as the sssociate of the others—and never knew his real name. They called him Mr Williams." You are sure that his name was not Norreys, and that he lived in Twineham, in Norfolk ?" I asked gravely, regarding her intently. She started quickly as I uttered the name, but next instant smiled carnly, and denied all knowledge of ever having heard it before. CHAPTER XVIII. Describes What Took Place in the Trocadero. It was nearly midnight when I left that pretty white and gold talon of the charming woman who preserved her incognito beneath that foreign- Bounding name. I parted from her with the distinct impression that she was the :cleverest and yet Jlhe most ingenious woman I had ever met. My own ex- perience of women of the upper class bad cer- tainly not been a very wide one; yet surely those of the middle classes are, as far as shrewd- ness and diplomacy are concerned, quite the equals of their more fortunate sisters, and are certainly their superiors as far as the standard of morality is concerned. Bat this is a plain unvarnished narrative o f fact, into which the alleged shortcoming of what is known as the smart set does not enter. Natica Tesloff was a lady by birth a,nd education. Of that I was convinced. Yet whether she were implicated in the assassination of that young man in London, I coald not make up my mind. That she had deliberately deceived me in asserting ignorance of the name of Norreys I was convinced, yet when I reflected I saw that it was impossible that the man wiro had died in the police-cell coald be Norreys himself. The fact was established that there were two men, made up to resemble each other exactly. One had died and the other still lived. Norreys took surreptitious journeys to Lon- don. Why ? If they were with honest purpose be surely would have made no secrecy of them. I mounted; to my room and sat for a long time pondering before turning in. The maid, Mitchell, had, I think, eyed me with some wonder, for at eleven o'clock she had timidly tapped at the door of the salon to inquire if her mistress wanted anything more, and was promptly dismissed. Was it possible, I won- dered, to obtain from the maid knowledge as to who her mistress really was ? Was she the woman of the dark hair against whom the mysterious Voice bad given me such strange warning ? The more I reflected upon this remarkable affair, with all is many phases of tragedy and mystery, the more utterly inexplic- able the enigma became. One thing I had decided up on. Miss TeslofFs attitude did not altogether please me. I doubted her, more because of her refusal to admit her knowledge of Norreys, than anything else, and for this reason I resolved to possess myself in patience, and watch her movements. If she were entirely innocent of the crime why, indeed, had that wizened man in the street given her such frantic warning ? There is an old saying at Scotland Yard that where there's a murder there's a- wit neBS. Was :J Jakovaki pointed significantly tobis throat, 1 it not Fate that had sent that heavy shower to compel me to take shelter m that unsuspicious doorway ? Fate that decreed that I should be the discoverer of that crime ? I bad thrown my whole soul into the work of investigation, and refused to be thwarted, even by this woman, whose high position made it im. perative that the Home Secretary should with. hold the truth from the public, and so shield her from suspicion. Next morning I loitered in the hotel on the chance of meeting her, but she did not make her appearance. My friend, the retired general, found me, and was as full of gossip as ever, bnt I managed to escape him, and after luncheon ascended to the door of her rooms and rapped. Mitchell answered promptly, but in reply to my question, said My mistress left Roms early this morning, sir." Left," I ejaculated. Where has she gone T* To London, I believe, sir. She said she wonld return in about ten days, and that I was to remain here for orders from her." Then she left by the Luxe train for Calais, at eieht this morning, I suppose ?" M Yes, sir." And the lady-the elderly lady T* She has gone with her." I hesitated a moment, then said in a tone of confidence I want to speak to you privately, Mitchell, aad, ;Jm1&Q ill my vest pocket. The fact is, I am very anxious to learn your mistress's real name. I have a bet about it, you Imow-a bet of ten pounds," I added; laughing. Well, sir," she replied. You'll never learn it from me. My mistress's name is no concern of anyone, except berl-el f- 1. Ah, I suppose you've been some years in her service ? I ventured, with disappointment. Ten years, Flir," "And you refuse to tell me who she really ia ?" I remarked still fingering the coin. I do," was her decided answer. She's too good a mistress to me for me to betray her." Betray. That's a strange word. One only betrays people who've done wrong. What wrong has she done, pray ?" None that I know of, the girl laughed, I and although I tried by every means in my power to learn the real name of Natica. Tesloff she steadily refused to tell me or to accept the Bovereign. The woman who had chatted with me so affably, and whose anxiety had been so marked ( at the mention of the affair in Montague street, ) had suddenly left Rome, and she had fled from me. The hall-porter confirmed Mitchell's statement. She had driven to the station in company with her elderly companion, and Pietro, the hotel omnibus conductor, had obtained for them two supplements for the train-de-Iuxe, the train that runs twice weekly direci to Paris. She bad hastened back to London. But why ? The reason I determined upon discovering therefore, at eleven that night I entered the sleeping car of the mail train for Paris, and half an hour later turned into bed in my narrow little compartment, and was soon lulled to sleep by the rolling and rocking of the train as it sped across the wide fever marshes of the Maremma, northward to Pisa. Four days later I was walking along Shaftes- bury Avenue about the luncheon hoar, and I turned into the Trocadero, mainly attracted by its brightness and music. I had taken my seat at a table in the crowded grill-room, ordered my chop, and was waiting in patience for it whilst the orchestra was playing the latest popular waltz, when a tall, powerfully-bailt elderly man, who was passing as though in search of a seat, turned suddenly to me, placing his hand upon a vacant chair at my table, saying, with a foreign accent, Will you permit me ?" "Certainly," I replied, for in an instant I recognised having seen his face before with its bristly grey hair and short beard, six days ago in the Grand Hotel at Rome It was tfie dis, tinguished-Iooking Russian whom Natica Tes- loff had entertained at dinner—the man Darned Jakovaki He glanced quickly at me with his sbarp grey eyes, and smiled slightly. Ah, I see, m'sieur. this recognition is mutual, i Eh ?" he remarked, with an easy air of confi- dence, as he opened his serviette, and spread it upon his knees. He was verv well dressed, I noticed, and wore upon the little finger of the left hand a beautiful sapphire ring. His upstand- ing hair and the cut of his clothes gave him a distinctly foreign appearance. We met him in Rome a few days ago," I re- marked. Exactly," answered the man who, accord- ing to my friend the general, spent a changeful life in the fashionable Continental watering places, and who nossibiy was something of an adventurer. "And it is a good fortune which leads to this encounter to-day. I wish to speak, to you." You mean that's why you followed me here," I said, convinced that the man had traced me to London for some purpose. "Accidentally to meet a gentleman is not to follow, he remarked in a tone of mild reproach. M'sieur is somewhat too ready to jump at ill- formed conclusions." I glanced at the man again, and resollected that he was a confidential friend of the beautiful woman known as Tesloff. Well," I asked. Why do you wish to see me ?" Be bent across the table towards me confi- dentially, and said in a low tone, first glancing about him to re-assure himself he .was not over- heard. I have found vou in order to give you a word Of advice—from her—yoa know whom I mean ?" Miss Tesloff ?" Yes. She has sent me to you to urge you to relinquish certain inquiries upon which you are engaged," he said. "Believe me you will never get at the truth, and to continue will only be seriously to imperil yourself. Imperil myself," I echoed. How?" Recollect that you are the only witness," the Russian said, mysteriously, fixing his cold grey eyes upon mine. "If you were-well, if you died-it would be to the distinct advantage of certain persons. Now do you understand me ?" "I understand, sir," I exclaimed, red spots of anger showing on my cheeks, that you threaten me with death if I continue my en. deavour to bring the guilty person or persons to justice. Surely it is rather dangerous for you to try and preserve secrecy with threats ?" Not half so dangerous as your own position," he sneered fingering his gloves upon the table. Forgive me for saying it, m'sienr, but you are a fool. You have put your head into the noose, and it only requires the unseen hand of certain persons to draw it tight-so," and with his hands he made a gesture of pulling a repe in opposite direct-ions. So they would strangle me like that ?"[ I laughed, for at that moment I was inclined to treat his threat in a jocular spirit. Well, let them try. It'll be the worse for anyone who lays their hand upon me-depend upon it. We are in England-not in Russia," I added, in order to let him know that I was aware of his nationality. P Ah," he exclaimed, impatiently. You are foolish-very foolish. Cannot- you see that there are reasson, distinct reasons why this lady should be protected-and not hunted down as you are hunting her ? Can you not-" "I am not hunting her," I interrupted. Far from it. I am merely endeavouring to obtain knowledge of the truth." That yoa will never sacceed in doing;" he said. I looked at him and instantly took a dislike to him. Why ?" I have already told yon," he replied. Too are in peril." Because she is determined that the secret shall belpreserved," I remarked, smiling. As fir as she is concerned it is imperative that the secret shall never be exposed. She asks me to tell yoa that she relies upon your good nature—your chivalry towards a helpless woman." "I have already offered her my services, but she has fefused them," I said, rather piqued. She has denied to me what I know to be the actual truth." Whatever denials she hasgiven have been in your own interests," |he responded, suavely. Remember yon do not know her yet sufficiently to form an adequate judgment upon her motives. Remain patient, I beg of you, on her behalf. Do not seek to tear aside the veil which hides the trnth, for by so doing nothing bat evil can re- salt to her—as well as to yourself. For her sake, monsieur', I beg of you," he added imploringly, leaving the food be had ordeted untouched. But the affair in Montague-street closely con- cerns myself," I declared. "And if it does, is it not better to remain quiet and enjoy your inheritance-for you see I know all about your past—than to seek to bring misfor- tune, even destruction, upon yourself, as well as upon ao innocent woman." "Innocent," I cried. "Can she prove it f Was it not she who enticed that unfortunate young fellow to the house where he met his death by a coward's blow 2" Then after a moment's pahse I resolved upon a chance shot, and added, Was not the man, Norreys, posted oatside in order to give warnin?." The effect of my inquiry was almost electrical. The manner of the mysterious Russian instantly" changed, for he saw that I knew the identity of at least one of the conspirators. He had be- lieved that I was in utter ignorance, bat what I knew was to him evidently very disconcerting. A dark, sinister look crossed his grey features, ■ bat next instant his hard face relaxed into a -calm smile, as though perfectly confident in his own powsr to thwart me. But the man's evil glance did I not t,escape me, notwithstanding his studied politeness. I knew instinctively that this bristly-haired Russian, the confident of Natica Tesloff, meant mischief. (To be Continued.)

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