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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Exeter Advocate, 1895-1-24, Page 3AWOMAN'SGRIME BY AN EX -DETECTIVE. ',Published by permission of the owners of the copyright. (CONTINUED) -CHAPTER XLIV,-BRADWARDXNE AGAIN. 'What had beeome of Jason Bradward- ine? We must now look after him, and gather up, a few threads that belong to our febrie. When Mrs. Harris returned from her fruitless errand to the two young ladies, who only existed in the brain of the in - ,genions Mr. Bradwardine, she came filled with wrath, despite the "extenuating eir- cumstanoes" of new hat and shawl and the carriage. She rang the bell ftn^ious- ly, and when, after waiting a little time, uo one responded, she gave the door itself .a vigorous shake; to her surprise she • found that it opened, and then Mrs. Har- ris bounced in. The first thing to meet her eye was a letter, which lay upon the floor, directly at the foot of the stairs; a t'Letter which Neil Bathurst had let fall, unpercoiyed by Lenore, when they left thexbonse. The ballet mistress picked it up,; it was addressed to herself, and, she • opened it hurriedly, her eyes dilating with' astonishment as she read these dines : MAnaM,-The man who has called himself Senor Castro Is an impostor and a criminal. lie brought yourself and your young charge here in order to gain the opportunity to murder the latter; this he will attempt during your absence. If, when you return, you find both missing know that he has asci e.phshed his object. if he is here, then he has failed Be warned against in any w .y aiding or sweltering this mane other- wise you will involve yourself in difficulties and -.dangers. A DETECTIVE. 1h's. Harris was thoroughly astonished. She gazed about her for a moment, and then started up the stairs, calling, as she went, the assumed name of 'Lenore. From above a voice answered; it .was a man's voice, and she followed the sound, ap- proaching the open door of the room, where lay the bound man. She looked in ; her late employer lay there, fettered and helpless. Then her courage rose; she was Mrs Harris once more. She stood in the doorway and surveyed him coolly. "Are,you taking a nap, Senor ?" she asked sarcastically. " Where is my beauty ? How came you in her room ?" "Get something and cut these cursed -.ropes, quick, cried the man. "I have been robbed and nearly murdered." "How you talk," seating herself com- posedly near the door, "was my pretty . girl murdered?" "No ; she ran away. Cut those ropes, Mrs. Harris, quick." "I don't know about that," said the ballet mistress, reflectively. " What made you play me such a trick ! Why • do you pass yourself for a Cuban ? I .have found you out." The man looked startled. Did this wo- man know the truth, or only a part of it. "What do you mean, madame ?" he asked. "Will you not free me?" "Not until yqu own.the truth. Confess that you sent me on a fool's errand, that you are an impostor." He writhed and. gnashed , his teeth in impotent rage. "Own up that you tried to murder that -sweet girl, and that you were defeated. . Oh. I know you !" "Then don't ask useless questions. I see you are in the plot, too," he snarled. "I paid you for all you did. Set me free and I will give you more money." Mrs. Harris arose and drew her mantle . about her like a Spartan. "I'm a theatrical agent, Mr. Liar," she said grandly. "I don't accept bribes from assassins. I believe in striking such men as you when they are down. Yon • wouldn't like to have me get you some ballet ladies, would you? No ! Then good day. Perhaps I'll send some one to •cut you loose after a while ; but I may for- get or.get it,. ay memory is so defective." And with a cheerful nod and a mocking laugh .Mrs. Harris crossed the hall, gathered to- gether her few effects, and shook the dust of that house from her feet. "I flatter myself that was well done," - she said as she went down the stairs. "I made the man think that I knew some - 'thing, and then he owned up. I Gould not afford to help him. I don't run counter to any detectives, not if I know myself. But I must find out more about this, and about the girl." And Mrs. Harris went back to the friendly roof of Mrs. Horne, the prophet - ..ass. Jason Bradwardine, for very shame, had waited to be released by the ballet mistress, fearing her questioning less than an encounter with strange men, or, 4Perhaps, the police. For long hours he had lain there, growing stiff and sore, under the pressure of his bonds, to be jeered at, at last, by the cunning ballet mistress, and to •be left still a prisoner. He now,tried his last resort , he lifted up his voice and cried loudly for help; again and again he called, but no help came ; and lying there the entrapped vil- lain swore a terrible oath that, once free, he would hunt down and slay the man that had caught and caged him ; albeit he did.not then know that man's name. At 9 o'clock that evening an officer lounging about the entrance of a certain West Side police station, was approached by a ragged gamin who slipped into his hand a note, and then ran away at the •'top of his speed. The officer gazed after him, muttered something under his breath and went leisurely inside. There, by the gaslight, he read this scrawl : . A man is alone in house No. — N— street bound band and foot; go and release him, and then "spot" him. liens a grand rascal. Thus it happened that after 10 o'clock • at night the ' grand rascal" was visited by te posse of police, and was set at liberty, after having been a helpless prisoner since 10 a.m., twelve long hours. He was very cautious after that, for he know himself for a marked man. He . even made some feeble attempts at a die- ' . guise But he was not quenehed yet. In the quitest manner possible he set about a new work. For long hours of several days he searched files of city papers, ^and finally his elearch was rewarded. He had found the full account of the Arteveldt tragedy. He had assured himself of the truth of Lenore's statement. Then his courage revived, . his assurance returned to. him. He devised a new scheme, and .set about its accomplishment. One day ho boldly approached the Arteveldt mansion, rang the bell and asked to see Mrs. Arteveldt "upon imporeant private business." Of course he obtained a hear- ing ; not only this, he came the next day, • and the next. One day a gentleman rang the boll and asked foKetto Seaton. She cazttodown, x acting hoping to see -I lob Jocelyin ; bub the face that met hors was a strange one. The ge ztleman arose as she enter, fi the room, and presented to her a letter, saying courteously "Miss Seaton, 1 bring a 'lettt r of intro- duction from Mr. Jocelyn ; it also ex- plains my business' here, I believe." Kate took the note, bowed, blushed and opened it. It was brief, to the point and altogether characteristic of Rob Jocelyn. Thus it read : DEAR Miss SEATon,-This will introduce to von the first and hest of ;English detectives, Mr. Francis Ferrers, who will call upon you 10 my stead, I being. to my deep re:cretunable to leave business fpm a moment lb .w Can youcon- trive to get from M s. A—'s housekeeper the keys of the elos ted house ? This by request of Mr, Bathurst. If they cam be got 'without the knowledge of Mrs. arteveldt it will be bet- ter. Please reply by Ferrara. By the bye -he is the present pr 'teeter and ehamnion of L --•-- A—, who is well, and, I believe, safe. Yours, ROBSRT JOCELYN Kate Seaton looked up from the perusal of this missive, the color com'ng and go- ing in her cheeks, her one thought that she might hear good news of Lenore. "Oh, sir," she cried breathlessly, "Mr. Jocelyn tolls me that you are a friend to Miss Armyn. Tell me, is she safe? is she well?" "She is cafe and well, Miss Seaton," re- plied he with a smile, "and she wants to see you very much. Some day soon, 1 hope that you may visit her with safety." Suddenly a shadow fell upon the girl's face. "Then -she is ' in the city," she said. gravely. "Mr. Ferrers, I have some- thing to communicate to Mr. Bathurst, something that he should know. Is he- where I could see him?" "I am sorry that I cannot inform you, Miss Seaton. If you feel that you could trust Mr. Jocelyn -or -myself, as our in- terests are one with his -we would en- deavor to communicate with him." Kate hesitated amoment and then said If you are the present protector of Lenore, you, too, should know this, I think. In telling you, I must betray the confidence of my patroness. But she is implacable against Lenore." "If it affects Miss Armyn. or Mr. Bathurst, Miss Seaton, you should not hesitate ; this is not an ordinary case," said Francis Ferrara. "Be seated, Mr. Ferrars," said Kate, with sudden resolve, ata the same time seating herself. "I will tell you all I know." The detective took a seat near her, and she went on hurriedly; "Several days ago a man called to see Mrs. Arteveldt. sending up word that his business was important. She went down all eagerness, of cotnse, and a little more than an hour returned terribly excited ; and this is the sum of what she told me, in her "half hysterical way. The man had introduced himself as a detective from abroad; he said he had been employ- ed to find the mother of Lenore Armyn; she, Lenore's mother, having fled from her home after purloining a will that would enrich certain ones whom she hat- ed. He had pursued her in order to re- gain the will, but finding that themother was dead, and being informed that her papers were all in her daughter's posses- sion, he had turned his attention to Le- nore, of course. Three times, so he said, he had found her, and each time she had escaped him, twice through the interfer- ence of a young man whom he believed to be a detective. He had some reason for believing that Mrs. Arteveldt was being trifled with by the detectives in her employ, and came to her privately, as a friend, in the interests of justice and right. If Mrs. Arteveldt would favor him with a description of the pian who was operating for her, he could then tell her if his suspicions were correct. As you may guess, he beguiled her into giving him a full description of Mr. Bathurst, and then he declared that he was not mistaken ; that Lenore was in town, and that she had escaped from him, this man, only a week before. He had tracked her to an obscure local ty, he said, had obtained access to the house and was in tee act of arresting her, knowing the charge against her, when a mananswering to the de- scription of . Mr. Bathurst darted in, knocked him down with some iron wea- pon and"fled with the girl, leaving him lying senseless. All this has disturbed Mrs. Arteveldt, and put all manner of absurd ideas in her head. She declared her intention of sending for her lawyer, but the man held her to a promise to hold his communications as confidential; say- ing that if she would say nothing about the affair but would inform him when she would receive a visit from Mr. Bathurst he would be near and traee out the hiding place of poor Lenore. He has been here two or three times, and every visit seems more and more to unsettle Mrs. Arte - veldt's faith in Mr. Bathurst. His brief reports of late, and his mysterious ab- sence from the city, she construes against him -and, I believe, that she has prom ised to inform this man as soon as she has heard from him, although she has not told me.so.a' Mr. Ferrara was listening to this very' gravely, and when Kate ceased speaking he sat for a few moments in thoughtful silence, then he asked: "Did you see this man, Miss Seaton 7" "Yes. I believed him from the first to be an enemy to Mr. Bathurst, and I want- ed to see hien, so that if it seemed right to give warning I would be able to describe him. The second time he came I waited in the drawing -room ; they were in the library, and I came out so as to meet him face to face in 'he hall." "Describe him, please." Kate c 'replied, and the detective in- stantly recognized the picture she drew. It was Bradwardine. "Miss Seaton," ho said gravely, "you have done a brave and wise thing. The man you describe is an enemy, not only to Mr. Bathurst, but Miss Arinyn. Mr. Bathurst saved me from dear h at his hands. I hope it will not be long ,before you may know the whole truth, mean- while von have put us on our guard. I will tell you this much now. We hope not only to clear Miss Armyn's name, but to find the true criminal, and you may, nay, you have, aided in this. Now, about the keys. Can you help us there?" Kate's eyes gleamed with the light of a sudden resolv 1. "Yes," she said with decision, "I will. I am a favorite with the housekeeper. I know where she keeps the keys. I will get them and you shall have them." "When?" "To -morrow morning. Will that be in, time?" "Ample. How will 'receive them?" "I will walk every morning; if you can promenade the avenue then, say for two or three blocks loath from here, at 9 o'clock, I will be there ---with the keys." "Thanks Mr. Jocelyn was sure we might depend on you," 9 Again a rosy blush overspread,the gar' face. ss "I am rosily to do anything to serge Lenore," she said. "And. yea levo served her, Have no further uneasiness about this muddler, Miss Seaton; you have balked his genie, and I will look after him henceforth." A few more words and, then they sep- arated and as .l+rancis F rrar walked br wkly towards his "vertex's" once More he muttered "So, Mr. Bradwardine, we:have not. done with you yet," CUTAPTLR XLV,-. -AT TL•lil MASQUERADE. It was the night of the :,masq tieracle ball, the night on which Miss Annin de sired that Aura Durand; should accom- pany her. • Miss Annin had insist- ed, too, that "Cousin Cher es" should not accompany them. There had been some sharp skits shing between these two young ladies. B.it in the end Miss Annin h.,d triumphed, and Charles Du- rand repused at home in ignorance of all that he might h gyve enjoyed, while the two young ladies, each with a secret, dread of the other at her heart, mingled with the masked and brilliant throng at the Tip Top's masquerade. Such a scene as it way such glow and glitter, suee. bursts of music, such ripples and shoats of laugh er, such knights and ladies of high degree, suck an assembly of .guests from 1 ng elos d tombs, of elves from other planets, of beings from the impos- sible realm, and they were so clever and condescending and social withal.' There were the Queen of Soots, Darn- ley and Queen Elizabeth • all on the best of terms. And. they chat- ted and danced with Washington, Napoleon, and Marie Antoinette. `.there was Old :Mother Hubbard waltzing madly with a big Cardinal; and Martha Wash- ington taking an ice with Robin Hood. Then the 'brigands and gypsies, the pages and fairies; the Nights, and itlorninees, the flower girls, the harlequins, the monks, the nuns, the fiends and the graces, they were all there. '.through this glittering, varied throng .moved two daughters of Araby, hand clasped in hand ; their snowy flowing veils thrown back, their bright eyes gleaming out be- hind their velvet masks, and wandering restlessly over the the •ng. They looked like affectionate sister houris, who had stolen from the harem for a brief hour of pleasure, and were somewhat overawed by all this glow and dazzle. hue they looked, as they paused in a little alcove of vines and flowers ; but this is what they said: "I don't see any such mask, and we have been all through the rooms ; you have cone on a fool's errand." "Stuff !" It was the houri who had taken the lead that made this answer, "I tell you I saw the bill for the costume ; he will come as Lara ; we have only to. wait." "And what then ?" "And then see who she is." "And alter that?' "After that-" with a short bitter laugh, "I may ask your advice !" "Bah ! I know what will happen. There will be a scene, raving, recrimina- tions; and then -reconciliation. I know you." "Not so well as you will -later. There will be no scene; neither will there be any bloodshed. My dear, I shall come back to you, and shall ruin him, that is all." The second houri started back. "Ruin him !" she exclaimed. "That will be to ruin yourself." "Not -if I am within the pale of re- spectability," with a mocking laugh. "Not if I am protected by you." "And that you will not be." "That I will be ! Don't be a fool, please." The second houri moved. forward a step and then uttered a sudden exclamation. "See," she said, turning to the other, "yonder comes your Lara, and he is in excellent company ; on one side a priest and on the other the devil." True enough, advancing toward them, came Lara, eiephistopheles, and a fune- real -looking monk; and not far behind them a gray nun, with meekly folded hands, and drooping head, moved. after. ' "Well," said the houri who had at last spoken. "There is your Lara; now to find his fair enslaver." The three masks were directly opposite them now, and the eyes of Mephistopheles fell upon them, "Houris !" he cried, dropping the arm of Lara, "Houris escaped from the Sul- tan. Look at them, Friar Lawrence." But the monk crossed himself devoutly. "They are pagans," he groaned. "They are not like this holy sister," putting his hand out as the gray nun approached. The second houri laughed, a soft loving laugh. You are powerless to harm us, oh, Satan," she said in the softest of tones, drawing near his sulphuric majesty. "We are promised Paradise." "But I enter Paradise," quoth Mephis- topheles, bending toward her, and sud- denly seizing her hand. "Come, fair one, I will show you my kingdom, and then- you shall" -he paused, and the monk fini§ied,the sentence. "And then -you shill know purgatory. Houri, begone." The houri laughed again, and suffered the Prince of Darkness to lead her away. At the same moment Lars turned im- patiently, made a sign to the monk, and moved across the vast hall. As he did so, the first houri, casting a glance in the direction taken by her companion and Mephistopheles, followed him swiftly, keeping within a few paces from him. When they were a little distance from the others, the second houri, clasping the satanic arm, and lifting appealing eyes to the mephistophelian mask, said; "Sir Mask, I have suffered you to lead me away that I might ask a boon of you. Will you grant it?" "If it is within my satanic power." She looked back, with a pretty bird- like motion of the head, and then lifted her eyes again to his. "You can," she whispered, eagerly. "It is only to convoy a scrap of paper in- to the hand of the knight Lara." He gazed intently down into those ap- pealing eyes for a moment, and then he said "Satan submits ; give me the paper, Hours." She drew from her boddice a scrap of paperiand pressed,it into his hand. "Wait for me," he whispered., and in a moment was striding through bio throng. "Oh !" whispered the houri under her breath; "she did not think that I would dare so much. But I do not choose to have them quarrel yet." At this moment the monk and the nun glided bylike two ghosts, and sat clown near her in a shadowy recess. A few mo - moots later Lara held in his hand a scrap of paper containing these words : "Be cautious ; yon are watched. The hours in the silver tunic is Laura." • ;Laraead these words, and then he crumpled the paper in his hand and walked indolently oil, pausing a mofnent x to chat with a flower girl, a fairy, or a. gypsy. :Presently he pauses, before a pretty page all glittering in blue and gold. "We will dance together presently, Stella," he whispered• "but we must be mutt. us, 'we are watched. (le home be- fore they unmask; I shall do the same." So the second hours had thwarted the first. • Lara and the two hours went wast - re of g' r a. 1- t, d n n. e e s � a t 0 w a f t e 0 11 t 1 t a t dering ab. ut, watching each other, mo or less, the while; and wherever one these were 'to be seen., 11 Mephistopheles, th monk, or the nun was sure to be near, Mephistopheles, however, for a foni time seemed moss interested in the hour who had trusted hind with the note fo :faara. .Ete conversed ,with her, listens to h.•'r soft, coaxing tones, watched her quick, graceful movements; the lithe se pentine turnings of the boautful throa and the varying expressions of the ofte uplifted, .dark eyes. `Then he passed o to others, but all the time he watchoa from a distance, the movements of th houri in the golden tunic. Finally he passel near the place wher stood the nun, to all appearance containplating the pomps and vanities of th pageant with an unfavorable eye, an made an almost imperceptible sign, A moment later and the monk was e horting the hours, who had been the ob ject of the mephistophelian attentions and :alephiseopheles and the nun stood to- gether in an alcove. where, for the mo ment, they were alone. "Partner," said 101ephistoph3les, in low, decided tone, "I have found her !" "Found who?" asked the nun, alinescarelessly. "Found my murderess. Found Elis Schwartz." "Are you sure? How do you kno this ?" "Am I sure ! Look here," opening hi hand, in the palm of which lay a piece od canvas upon which was painted a dark. beautiful eye. "Do you take that an follow me. When I stop to converse,with a woman, do you approach, look at tha piece of canvas, and then look at heraeye After that come back here and tell, m your opinion," The nun laughed. "Do you know wh that woman is ?" she asked. "Yes; she is Elise Schwartz, Ia to you." "And what will you do ?" "Follow her home. Watch her-hun her down." The nun laughed again. ' You did wel in coming hero to -night. You might no have seen her else," she said. His majesty started, and then laid. heavy hand upon the nun's shoulder. "Look here, my friend," he exclaimed "why did you advise me to • come, and why aro you here? Do you know tha woman?" ' „yes." "Who is she?" The nun whispered a name in his ear. "What!" Mephistopheles recoiled, astonished. "That girl! «hen did you find it oat?" "Find what out?" "Why, that she is the one ?" "I did not say that she was Elise Schwartz." "But you implied it." "True." Laughing again. "I sus- pected it long ago. I verified my suspi- cions quite recently. For further par- ticulars -wait." "Then I need not follow her home?" "You may, if you wish to assure your- self that I am not mistaken. I must leave here now.. Who put Lara, on his guard?" "1 did; by request of the houri. If you leave now, I wi 1 shadow her home. Will you be at the rendezvous ?" "At one? Yes. Have you got the keys ?" T "Will have them in the morning with- out fail." "Then all goes well. Old man, we are narrowing the circle." "We are, and quarters are getting close." Mephistopheles moved away, and soon after the nun disappeared from the festive scene. At one o'clock that morning .three stern-faced men sat around the little table. in the rooms of 'Neil Bathurst; for more than two hours they sat there, con- versing in low, eager tones, and then they arose and prepared to depart. "Then we understand each other thoroughly," said oneof these grave - featured Hien. "We begin now to act." "Yes; from to -night our deeds will count. from the gang, seize the mur- deress, utderess, expose the conspiracies, and set th Lenore Armyn right before e world. Ah ! this is work to my taste." And so they separated. An hour later, a single word was flying. over the wires, addressed to James Dur- and. 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