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PUBLISHED BY SPECIAL ARRANGEMENT. VHArrSOEVER A MAN SOWETH. BY WILLIAM LE QUEUX, Author of "Who Giveth This Woman?" "Th< House of the Wicked," The Idol of the Town," "Faireet Among Women," "Whoao Findeth a Wife," &c., &c. [COPYRIGHTJ CHAPTER XIX.—GIVES A MESSAGE TO NELLO. A little after ten o'clock that same evening, in our guise as working-people, we walked along the Briggate. in Leeds, and presently found a smalt eating-house, where Tibbie obtaiaod accommodation for the night. Dressed as we were-, Tibbie's trunk at the station, and a small bag in my hand, I wag enable to go to any of the larger hotels. There- fore. after supping off a chop and tomatoe's, washed down with a tankard of ale. I bade her gocd-nig'ht and went 4off to hnd a bed round in Commercia.! Street. Next day, in the dull grey morning, we walked the busy streets of Leeds—Kirkgate, Bond Street, Albion Street, and the neighbouring thorough. fares—and took counsel with each other. Her advet'ti.sement. which I .saw printed in that momma's "Telegraph." puzzled me. Yet I could not admit knowledge of tile cipher with- out admitting that I was in possession of the key. I showed it to her in the paper, but she only smiled and thanked me. saying: I suppose you suspect that I am communi- cating with some lover—eh ?" "Well. Tibbie." I remarked, in a.- cairn a -voice as I could command. "I must admit that I'm much surprised. Yon seem. somehow, to be misleading me." Because I am compelled to do so," was her frank outspoken answer. I longed to ask rig-ht out who. was the man Nedio—brief for Lionel—the man to whom she tent a secret message of trust. We were parsing' St. John' Churchyard towards North Street, and had been discussing the advisability of her taking' a. furnished room in one of the respectable bouses in Roundhay Road. where we ha<d seen "Apartments to let: Furnished," when, catching her countenance. I suddenly said: Eric has disappeared. He left Bolton Street; Fome days ago. a.nd I'v,, heard nothing of him. I'm getting' very anxious" "Eric!" she echoed. "Well. he's hardly the kind of a man to disappear. it- he? I've often, heard from his friends that he g:s away abroad frequently and forgets to write. Perhaps he's abroad now." She did not tell me that he was in Parie. the* ptatemenf which gbe made in secret to the ma.n she called Nello. I discussed the subject further, but she stead- fastly refused to admit that she knew of his whereabouts. By her attitude I was much mystined. Neither the Sussex Constabulary, or the Scar- c)in's themselves entertained the slighter suspi- cion that the sudden departureof the Honourable Sybil from Ryhall. had any connection with the mysterious afFair in Char)ton Wood. I bad made careful inquiry when I had visited old Lady ScarcliS at Grcsveiior Street, and young Lady Wydcombe. visits which I had purposely made in town, in order to allay any ?'spicion that I .was aware of Tibbie's place of biding. The whole family were. of course, extremely anxic-us, and I was compelled to piay a d-ouble game, prptending to make every inquiry in those quarters m London where she was so I had evem invented stories as to her havin h'en seen at Oddenino's at supper, with two other ladies, and accompanied by both ladies on the de- parture platform at St. Pan<rnf-. stories con- cocted with a. dual purpose, to reassure Ti f, k and his mother that she was welt. and atso to mis- lead those who were :40 eagerly in search c-f hpr. As we walked side by side through that b1g:v centre of commercial life. all of which was so strange to her. I expressed regret that ghe could te)l me nothing further. If I knew the truth." I caid, "it wou)d en- able me to steer c)ear of pitfalls, and render your life happier and brighter." "You are posing as my husband." she said, looking straight into my face with those won- derful eyes of hers. "Your is surely great, Wilfrid, for one who enterhuns Tio affection. When a man Ic'ves he wi)) <)o any- thing—he will ruin himself for the sake of a 'woman, as so many do. But when tovp is absent it is all so dinerent." And she eighed and turned her heal away. Sbo 'was a neat. demure little ngure in her cheap black, her small toque, and her black cotton gloves, with the false badge of matrimony under- neath. I cannot for the life of me imagine what f.afegnard I am to you—pretending io be your buf-band." ''Ah'" she said. "You will know everything eome' day—some day you will realise my aw!'ul peril." and hr mouth closed tightly as teara welM in her e.vc6. Did she refer to the crime in CharTfon 'Wcod? That afternoon we engaged apartments in what seemed to be a pleasant Htt)e hon.e in 'Rc'undhay Rcxid. kept by an honest old Yorkshire woman, who spoke broadly, and welcome 11- warmly. Therefore Tibbie obtained her trunk from the cioak-room. and took up her ;<b<T<!e there. while I explained my enforced from mv wife. saying that I was to go to Bradford. Instead of that, however. I returned to my quarters in Commercial Street, and met her in Kirkgate at eleven o'clock next morning. Ours was a strange adventurous life in the days that followed, and were it not for the veil of mystery upon everything, and the gravp suspicion which I still entertained of my dainty little companion, it would have aH been yery pleasant. In order to kill time. as well as to avoid being met in Leeds together by c'ur ) and) adv. we visited the various outlying places of interest, 'Kirkstall with its ruined abbey, and its um- brageous landscapes, the old church of Adel with the glen. Tizii- a walk for lovers, Cookridg Hall. Chapeltown. the viDage on the Great North Road where one obtains such magnincent views, and last)y the splendid old mansion of Temple Newsam, where walking in the park one sunny afternoon Tibbie halted, and looking away to the distant Tudor mansion. said: How ptrange life is. Wilfrid. Only two yeais ago I ivaf, staying Iiere with Cynthia, and now you and I come here as working-ctaes holiday Tankers. Ah!" ;"h. sighed bitterly. "I was happy then. before—— and she did not con- clude her sentence. Before what?" I asked. standing at her side beneath the great old e)m with the sheep graz- ing quietly around. Before evil te)t upon me," she said, hoarsefy, with poignant bitterne<-<s. We remained in Le<'ds a week, and although I had given Budd my address at fhe pofst-omce I jeceive<l no word from him concerning E:l'ic. Day by day I watched the columns of the Tele-,t-aIph until one morning there came an answer to Tibb'e'e cipher adverti&ement. a reply which I read as: To S.—You have been betrayed! Exercitie caution, and escape at once, the instant you see this.—Your Friend. I iost no time in seeking her, and with affected careleesnet-e handed her the paper, making a casual remark upon the news of the dav. I watched her. however, and 6aw that she at onco turned to the coLumn which held the greatest in- terest for her. Her eyes feU upo'n the rep'y to her floret massage. In <t few M()iillentc, she had deciphered it. and sat with the journal stiU in her hand, star- ing straight before her. "Wilfrid!" she exclaimed in a tow. btrained voice, when she at length found tongue. "I m'u6t leave here at once. Every moment t) de- lay increase mv peril. I muat escape." "Why?" But "again she refused any exptanation merety saying that her departure from Leeds was imperative, and expressing despair that her enellIe6 would never relinquffih their hot pur- suit. They were hounding her down, she said in despair, and they must sooner' or later triumph over her. No." I exclaimed. Hope on. Tibbie. You mU6t escape—you will escape. Thev sbaU never harm you as long a6 I have strength to be vour protector." "Ah." she cried. "How can I thank v<w, W11fred. To you. I owe mv very life. Without you I should have ended it all long ago." Never nund that now." I urged. You must escape. Where shall you g?' Anywhere. It ie just the ?ame to me," was her answer. "Then I 8\tggt vou take the mid-dav train ap to N?f?fJP. ??es a quiet hotel where you ma.v Uve and unnoticed, the Douglas, in Grainger Street West. Remain there a few days, and then m()V on acroes to Ca.rliate." "I know CarlisJe," shp said. II I've broke.n the jcwftg. tIleXe often, wilen. aomg <a SIØ- "But you are not known there?" "Only at the County Hotel. I can go some- where else. of c<yur6e. But are you not pom ing; ?" fthe asktq.uickl'y. Remember my whot4 future depends upon you packing youieelt oS a;, my husband William Yorfun." "For the next few days I think it would 00 as well for us to remain apa.t't." 1 replied, for truth to tell I had suddenly formed a plan. and was no\< anxious to make a nying vi-,it up to London in order to put it into execution. Her face fell. "But you will return to me?" she asked very anxiously. Yes—I will meet you in Carlisle in a week's time. Go to Newcastle for four days, and thence to Carlisle. Indeed, change your address con- stantly. In Newcastle assume another name, and in Carlisle another. Do not go in the name of Morton again until we meet. I shall ,write to you at the post othee in Carlisle. To-day is Tuesday. Next Tuesday you shall hear from me." Why do you leave me alone ?" she pouted. How can I spend a whole week wandering about without a companion ?" "Don't you see. Tibbie, that it is very neces- sary that I should show up to your mother and Jack in order to still pretend to make an effort to find traces of you?" I asked. "Ah! yes." she sighed. "I suppose you are right. You do all you can in my interests, so I ought not to complain." I am glad you are convinced that my return to London is with the object of averting sus- picion." I said. Go up to Newcastle and escape these enem'es of yours—whoever they are. Travel constantly, if possible. You have money. If not I can give you some." Thanks-I have plenty." was her reply; and then she reluctantly commenced packing her trunk preparatory to her hurried departure. And at noon we had grasped hands on the platform and I had seen her into a third-claea compartment of the express bound for Newcastle. "Au revoir," she said, bending to me from the carriage window. Henxmber, next Tuesday in Carlisle. You are my friend-promise you will not desert me." Next Tu-evtlay," I repeated, lifting my cloth cap. I promiee. Till then. adieu." And she routed catHy ao the express glided out of the station. Ha!f-an-hour later I wae on my way to London Win, and a little after fi¥ o'clock entered the omceeof the "DaUy Telegraph," and handed in a cipher advertiseBftent. which read:— To Nell o.—Meet me outside Baker Street Station to-nigkt at eight. Very urgent. Nothing to fear.—S. I was convinced that the mysterious Nello lived in London: and therefore would see the pa per next morning. I was determined to ascer- tain who it was in whom Tibbie placed such implicit trust. I feared to approach Bolton Street; therefore I took a room at the Caledonian Hotel on Adelphi Terrace and sent a note to Budd to come and see me. In an h&ur my man stood before me. telg me of the eager inquiries made for me by Mr. E!lice Winsloe. and the message he had left, ask- ing me to call and eee him ae soon as ever I returned. The scoundrel never believed that I would return. He expected that my body was far out to sea by this time. just a8 other bodies had been despatched from that house of mystery. Budd brought me some clean linen aad my letters, but I &tiII retained my guiae as a working man, for I had yet a very dimcult and dedicate task before me, namely, the watching of the man whom Tibbie addressed ae Nolle. At noon next day I received a telegram from the woman upon whom rested the dark shadow of a secret crime, telling me of her safe arrival in Newcastle, and reminding me of my promise to return. Then I went forth and lounged about the Burlington in the hope of catching a glimpse of the man who was her enemy as well as mine. He genera !ly strolled through the Arcade about five o'clock, for he went daily to old General Taylot, i)'. the A'bany. I knew his haunta we! therefore, keeping away from his path. I watched until t &aw him pafts in deep oonrersatMm with. a man of his own age. whose sharp, cloan-shjaved. ffca a.l', me the impression that he. was a bar- rister. Winsloe looked more re6ned. more f.if..hionab!y dreM-er). with bir, frock coat el-eaitly brushed and his silk ha<: apparently only that moment, out of the imner's bands. I to be deeply interceded in A ho.-dp) '& window as he passed. But even had we met face to tace I doubt if he would have recog- ni--ed Pip in the 'iit.guise cf a working-man. Hit.. f<t&e was harder and more vil-l()o}¡:ing, and hi., e'y.e<6 were evorywliete. From. the way the p.)ir were talking, I c&uld not. resist the con- viction that the clean-shaven fellow was one *)f his or accomplices. [01 hat¡"ga.nt. mn who passed as a gentleman, <,nd \a" invited to half the bec-t houses in Lon- don. I owp.} a)) my present distress' and anxiety, while at I it(, s;iidc time he wae'Sybit's enemy, the man wno he)d her future in Iii6 merciless hands. I w.itf hcd him oui of sight, and then turning npon my heel went back citywarde. That night. just before eight. I strolled along the Maryicbone Road. and sicf'ly passed Baker Stteft station and along by Madame Tuseaud's, without, however, seeing traces of anyone. A couple of news-boys were idling on the kerb but a)) pise was bustle, and there were no lingerers. I could llci ell remain there fearing lest Wins- loe cr any of hie, associates who knew me might m<?. Therefore I was compeUed to strotl up and dowr on tlw opposite side of the way, my eyes pager to discern any man who halted there in expectation. One man 41re&-zeq-1 like a City clerk came to a. suddpn standstill j?t after eight, looked at hia watch au<! peered int-.ide the station. But I was disappointed, for a few moments later a young woman, in brown. pro!)ah)y his sweetheart, met him. and they both walked away in company. gain a seconu man emerged from the station and stood for a long time in indecision. He too was keeping an appointment, for he was joined prc'sently by a much older man, and they WPlIt int.o a neighbouring saloon-bar. Ha) eight struck: even nine o'clock. But th" appointment not kept. Perhaps the mysterious Nello had not seen the message? I was beglOnmg to fear that such was the ca-se. or that my ruse had failed, when a dark-eyed rather handsome young- ?iri. dre???sed plainly, like a shop a-?istant, alighted from a hansom about a hundred yards from the' station, paid the driver, and hurriedly approached the spot where I stood. She took no notice of my presence, but cross- ing the roadway entered the station and searched eagerly everywhere as though she wera late for her appointment. She came forth again upon the! pavement, looked up and down, and then strolled patiently along thp'kerb. She never gave me a single glance. This fact I noted, causing me to wonder if she were not waiting for a woman. \rao\ shf awaiting Sybil ? Could she be a from thPl mysterious Nelic. :n winm my dainty little i'ric'nd seemed to place such implicit trust: ? I crossed thp. road. and idled p3st her in order to ?et a K<x'd look a.t her face. Then I sauntered on, wondering and per- plexed. CHAPTER XX.—CONTAINS ANOTHER SURPRISE. For .some twenty minute- or so I watched her. undecided whether sh? were actually the representative of the mysterious N,,Ilo, cr whether she wa-s merely a shop-Kit I in the vic'tnity who expected to meet a friend. Time after time, although she was ignorant of the constant observation I kept upon her, I managed to get ciose sight of her, and after a time. began to doubt whether &he really was a. bhop assistant. Her b)ack coat and skirt was of some cheap but elective material, and the boa about her neck was of the type usually worn by theemptoyesof Westbourne Grove: yet once as she pasted, my eyes caught a g)eam beneath the sleeve of her coat. and f saw that she wore. oniy halt'-conceaied. one of those curious New Zealand brac.f-'Iets of pale gre('>11 stone which are so shaped upon the wnst that. they can never be removed. So) id and circufar. it was a etrange. almost barb-tt-ou—tookius ornament and yet very striking', for in one part wa.& a small hand of ?old. wherein was se-t a. single diamond, the gleam of which had attracted my attention. Now if '<hE'> WE'I' a shop assistant, I argued, she coulÙ not se-U ribbolM and lacec, with hu-:h an .ornament upon her wl'it. No emp)oy<?r would allow t,m.h persona) adornment. And as t.he <'ou)d not remove it there w;)& do'tbt that she rca!!y was what she appeared to bf. It commenee<l to I-aill ,,nd she put, up her umbreita. It 11'86 otd and in it were silt.. J waf in hah a mind to l'ai my hat. wish Iter good evemng', and iuqun'e if she were there in response to the advertisement addressed to NeHo. vft o" renection I saw that such a move- ment wou)d be very indiscreet, and that if she w were reaDy there as Nelle"f, representative then I could ?ain more by watching her. So, un- -noticpd, I stood v.'tthin the station, my back turned to her. and my head buried ill an even- ing- paper. To her I was. I suppose, only an ordinary working' man. and if I had approached her she would have at once snubbed me. l-'ortun.ite'y I so constancy changed n)\ posi- tion that she never gave me a look. and was entirety UB<%macioua of being watched. Greater &art e< tjte tim I owed tBM't SoLne.cLetaUce, QA.. the oppose side of the street at the comer ct Y<M-k Place.. From the eager way in which she watched every female approaching, I knew that she w?a waiting for a womaTi. At last she becanM convinced that her vigH was in vain. Ttte r-MQ bad ceased, she exceed her umbrella and entered an mnibU8 which had pulled up before the 8tatio and ali instant afterwards moved on towards the Big. .ware Road. It passed close to where I was standing on the kerb, and a few moments afterwards I was in a. !haTi8om following it at a respectable distance, my head again hidden in a newspaper. Down Edgware Road, past the Marble Arch and along Park we went to Victoria Station, where the dark-eyed girl alighted, and entering the Chatham and Dover terminus passed through the barrier with the return half of a nrst-claas ticket. Without renection I went to the booking omce, obtained a third for Loughborough Junction, a station through which most trains passed, and nve minutes later was seated in a. compartment near her. If she had really res- ponded to my invitation, then it was my duty to discover her destination and learn something concerning her. For half an hour I sat In the train looking out at every stopping-place, but seeing nothing of her. At jast, at a half-lit suburban station she descended and hurried out. I followed quickly, handing the collector a two-shilling piece aa excess fare. I glanced at the name on the station-lamp. It was Lordship Lane. Outside was the foot of Sydenham Hill. I allowed her to get on well in front and then followed her atong the silent ill-lit suburban road ior half a mile up the ateep lull, nanked on either sid4" by large detached houses. For some reason best known to herself she had 'not gone on to the next station. Upper Sydenham. Perhaps she was too well known there. Half-way up the hill I walked more qutCKiy and gained upon her, so that I saw into which gateway she went. She disappeared through the gate of the h<Mt6e called Eeymer "—the house of the mysterious John Pa< ham' Then I was of course, convinced that she haet bop< the appointment on behalf o'f the unknown Nello. I had not called upon Mrs. Parbam since that tragic incident which I had witnessed from the pavement, and longed now to follow the dark-eyed girl and team the reason of her pre- sence at Baker Street. But a visit at that ho'QT was entirely out of the question. Besides, my disguise as a working man would arouae suspicion. Therefore I was compelled to retrace my steps. return to my hotel in Adelphi Terrace, and send; a line to Budd. ordering him to bring me a hat and a decent suit of clothes in a kit-bag. Eric's complete silence now alarmed me. How did Tibbie know that he was in Paris? Surely she possessed some means of communication with. certain persons of which I was in entire ignor- ance. There might be other advertisements in other journals which I had not seen—by pre- arrangement in some obscure country journal possibly. Jack and Lord Wydccmbe were now anxieua regarding the absence of both of us from London, and must of course regard our silence as curioue. Yet so far as I could gather they never for one moment connected my absence with Tibbie's dis- appearance. Tibbie they regarded as erratic and utterly uncontrollable, juaf as she had ever been from the time she was expelled from her at Versailles for defying the principal, and causing the other pupils to revolt over somer fancied grievance. Next day about twelve, risking recognition by any person who might know me, I assumed my frock-coat, silk hat and glovea and visited Keymer." Mrs. Pa: ham was in the drawing-room, array- ing some Bowers in a vase, and turned to. me' quickly when I was announced. Forgtve me for caHing, madame, but 3.0tI win. of course. recollect me," I said. "I wasitt this neighbourhood and thought I would pay my respects and ascertain how you were." Ah of course." the exclaimed. I rememttM' you perfectly—on that night—that night whœ.o they came here." she faltered, rather tamely I thought, and she motioned me to a chair nd seated herself. poor girl has, of course, been buried: satd. "I saw accounts of the inquest in the papers." Yes. They brought in a verdict of murder, but up to the present the police have discowra<t nothing, it appears. Ah!" she sighed. uTh&y, are so very slow. It's monstrous that such a thing could happen here, in the centre of a populate ) district. Out in the lonely country it would b? quite another thing. I should have !<-ft <he house at once. only I feared that my htkb<lwl w&utd be annoyed. He is abroad, you know." '?And have you had no word from him?" Not a line. I'm expecting a letter fi?m Indin by every mail. Hp is in India. I know, aa hQ totd one of his Citv friends that he was gr.ii'g. He sailed {m the 'Caledonia' from Mar- seilles nearly five week.q ago. He may have written me from Paris and the letter miscarried. Thafis thp only explanation I can think of/' I recollected that I had never given her a card. therefore she very fortunately did not know my name. and I did not intend that sh& should, if concealment were at al) possible. j There was a mystery about that houe and its j occupants which caused me to act with circum- spec Hon. 1 )coked around the room. Nothing had been altered save that the couch upen which tticy had laid the dead gir! waa ] now gone. and the corner of the carpet had been torn up bad been re- nailcd down. The piano at which my hostess had sat. when attacked was still in its place, and the table whereon had stood the photograph which I had stolen, still contained that same silver and bric-a-brac. As Mrs. Parham was speaking the door sud- denly opened, and the dark-eyed young girl whom I had watched on the previous night came gaily into the room. The instant I saw her I recognised that she was a lady. In a clean, fresh cot ton blouee and neat tailor-made skirt she presented a much smarter appearance than in that cheap black coat and skirt as she stood in the muddy roadway. The green stone bracelet was still upon her wrist, the one object alone had showed me that she was no shop- assistant. This is Misa O'Hara," my hostess exclaimed, introd'ucing us. ''shp has kindly come to stay with me uutil my husband's return." And as we bowed to each other I saw that the; new-comer had no previous knowledge of me. i I was present at the unfortunate aSair. i I said. Mrs. Parham must have been very < upset by it." She was," declared the gir!, in a quiet re- fined voice. But getting over it now. 1 The worst shock was the maid's death. It waa j a most dastardly piece of business, and more- 1 over, no one knows with what motive it waa done." To get possession of something which Mr. < Parham had concealed here," I said. ( "That may be. but a& far as Mrs. Parham is ( a.ware they took'nothing beyond a few of her J husband's private papers." ] Nothing except a photograph that stood on < the table over there," remarked my hostess. t "A photograph!" I exclaimed in pretended t surprise. Of whom ?" j Of a friend," was the vag'ue response, and I saw that the two women looked at each other ? meaningly. They intended to keep the identity of the ori- ginal of the stolen portrait a secret. Yet they -< were in utter ignorance that it was in my pos- session. T Why had this Miss O'Hara gone to meet Sibyl. 1 in NeMo's place. I wondered. ? I chatted with them both for a long time, but '] 'without being able to discover any additional S fact. They were both clever women, and how to hold their tongues. Prescnth Mrs. Parham said suddenly: "I'm sure my huaban<) will fee) very indebted. to you when he knows all the facts. I have not t the pleasure of your name." p Morion." I said. William Motion," and c feeling in my pocket expressed regret that I had t: forgotten my card-case, t A quarter of an hour later I took my leave and a was walking down Sydenbam Hill when I sud- o denly eneouctered my friend the police-inspector a of the night of the strange affair at "Keymer." s He glanced at me, and our recognition was ? mutual, t Then when he had greeted me he turned on hta ? 'heel and walked in my direction. After some 0 conversation regarding the mysterious attempt g and its fatal termination, he said in a hard voice— Our people are rather surprised at your atti- tude, you know." "My attitude! What do you mean?" I ex- claimed, looking at him in surprise. ? "Well. You might have given information I when you knew that we wanted to question that t- man, Parham." i Information of what ?" 1 Of his whereabouts. You were seen one even. r: ing not long ago talking to him/' a Where ?" s "In the entrance to the Empire." replied the t inspector. One of our plain-clothes men sa.w c you with Parham and another man. But the; fellow managed to get away, as he always dc?e." I ctood aghast "Was lie a fair, baJd-headed man P" "Of oon'sc." I was silent. The truth was plain, the reYela- tion a starger,ing one. WinsLoe had introduced his accomplice. John Parham, to m<- as the traveller and engineer named Humphreys! It WM in John Pai ham's house that the das- tard ty attempt !)nd been made upon mv life—m bis house that other pet-sons had met with mysterious and untimely ends. (To be Continued.)






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