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OUR SERIAL STORY
The Disappearance
Paulina Blake
I error on 131 , shoulder, who spitefully
insisted upon putting water -rate 10
his bed!"
"How funny!" Sylvia comments,
with a yawn.
She shows the effects of her vigil
in her pallid cheeks; so Miss Clem-
ency mentally decides in the nega-
tive two questions she has asked her-
self. This spoiled child can be no
great source of comfort to her sore-
ly -tried brother in any ease, and
even such help as she can give ie not
likely to be rendered long.
"She will either break down or
run away before the week is over,"
she thinks, "end then goodness knows
what will become of poor Nellie! Of
course, even if she makes a marvel-
lous recovery, there can be no mar-
riage on Thursday! Oh, it is a
most cruel complication!"
Aloud she says with real sympathy
and a diplomatic endeavor to dis-
tract Mrs. Ruthvcn's thoughts from
her own woes—
" Sir Stephen must be worn out
with the double anxiety! I hope he
is takir.:; a little rest."
"Indeed he is not! He does not
seem to recognize the necessity for
such a thing, and I told him he will
break down altogether before long
if he does not behave like a sane
man. He has now gone tie the stat-
ion to meet this young Valdez, and
that is another trouble -le store!"
"I would not make up my mind
to that if I were you. He may be a
help instead. Poor Pauling was very
fond of him, you know, and looked
forward anxiously to his visit. That
is another thing which makes her dis-
appearance so deplorable!"
"Oh, Pauline was crazy, and tock
the oddest fancies to people! One
never knew whom sh would like or
dislike; it was always a game of
chance. I never was so astonished
as when T. heard she had taken np
Nellie 'Slade: so hotly! It was the
oddest thing nut, because we had al-
ways thought— But I should not
say that even to you!"
Miss Clemency, who knows per-
fectly well what her - companion
means +n infer, noels and says with
cheerful irrelevance—
"I an rather anxious to see young
'Valdez! Are not you?"
"1 supno>e so It will be an a'r•ee-
able change to sue any one but a
doctor or a detective in this dreadful
dreary house!" Sylvia agrees. "Burt
I don't know much about him, though
he is some sort of cousin! I date
i
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Envelopes
Billheads
And all kinds of Business
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We will do a job that will
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The Post Publishing House
say he is ugly, dirty, and uninter-
teresting like the Dago type. It
never did appeal to me!"
"My dear Sylvia, your cousin is a
remarkably good-looking young mans
"Ilov do you know that?" Mrs.
Ruthven asks bluntly.
"Poor Pauling showed his photo-
graph to Nellie day or two before
she disappeared. I did not see it my-
self, but Nellie said that his good
looks were striking."
"Oh, well, we shall see for our-
selves soon, for there is the car-
riage!" Sylvia says, looking much
more like her happy and vivacious
self as site springs to her feet with a
flush of excitment on her cheeks.
"No, I won't hear of your running
away, Miss Clemency! I feel most
absurdly nervous today, and, in the
name of common charity, you must
stay and help me through a trying
scene! You see, the poor bay has
only just heard of Paulina's disap-
pearance, and as she was the only
creature he knew in this foreign
country it must be a dreadful blow
to him!"
'The appeal to her kindly nature is
one Miss Clemency cannot resist, and
she does not try to do so, but re-
sumes her seat.
The door opens, and Stephen
comes in, followed by a slight, boy-
ish young fellow, who looks round
him with a nervous frightened air
which strikes Miss Clemency as pili.'-
ful and Sylvia as absurd.
"I Aare say jt is not nice to
tumble in among strangers when you
expected the welcome of a familiar
friend," she thinks, with disdainful
amusement. "But he need not look
as though he though we were carnet -
bels who meant to make a meal cf
hint!"
But she comes forward in the most
amicable fashion to great the new
arrival and holds the long slim hand,
w+hire seems oddly cold and clang',
in a cordial pressure while site says
graciously—
"Welcome to England, cousin! We
are all (-mishits here, you know, and
very glad to see you, though natur-
ally it was rot. our welcome you ex-
pected, and you have come to an
unhappy moment. Of course Step-
hen has told you all about poor Paul-
ine?"
The 'clasp of the brown hand tight-
ens to a convulsive pressure that Is
itself a sufficient answer, and seems
for the minute as though it were
the only one young Valdez meant to
naive, Presently however he masters
his emotion and says with a quick
fol eign gesture—
"Yes, it is terrible—terrible! I
am the most unhappy of men to came
here just at this time!"
The two women who listen 'and
watch him with a natural curiosity
are very differently impressed by this
I
speech. Sylvia Ruthven, noting the
lisping speech and foreign intonation
the crisp curling black hail, the olive
Ain and restlessly brilliant eyes,
merely nods in self-satisfied fashion
as one who finds a prophecy fulfilled'.
"You are not a bad -looking boy
and have the Blake features," she
thinks, "but you are it Dago, my
dear, and so much duskier than I est-
imated that 1 should not wonder to
'find a tech of the bar -brush some.
where in your pedigree! I wonder
if Pauling brought you here just In
a hospitable caprice, or if she really
TIIE BRUSSELS POST
!.hire ht if rt 11 i t; sni In ul'r,'iy
un-haighsa 'pecun.vi }e•1' , u
111j;rt Ciritt n'y ;ct ) ,fudk'•. i.1
ne:w !antler with keen inter'. t tit•!
tit.ie hurt with all her heart, tit t.;h
-;!te ,,..Iii :sly knows whether elle i;
ileeinanel to like him or net. Mit
fie le : ue h a forlorn fr lite nod-lee's-
utg; creature, huddled un a large cR•tt
lee! .1.111 ohlvering, that :(11 !'eels 't
tr•ong inclination to protect itir'1
: 1111irnI hint an; she would a fright-
ened child.
"You are. Very tired, I suppose,
Mr. Valdez," slie says in her pleasant
motherly manner, "and no doubt
found the cold journey very trying?"
The young man answers with a
titpani'sh lisp that makes his English
speech, perfect though it is, a little
difficult to follow,
"Very tired, senora! And the cold
'•--wu11, that js something I have
,fever- felt before. It is cruel, hut
not so cruel as this fatal news! My
;:t or aunt!'
• He turns away his head, but not
before Miss Clemency has caught the
gi tter of tears in the wild eyes.
Stephen Trevor sees the signs of
'coffering too, and characteristically
blames himself for a selysh absorpt-
ion in his own trouble
"You must not say fatal, Valdez.!"
he k'
says with ndne's, laying his
t s
strong hard on the boyi.h shoulder
that she inic'. under the touch. '"We
are troubled and alarmed of course
abort poor Pauling, but there are
clever people working night and day
to find her, and until they bring us
the worst news we must still hope
foe the best."
"For my part," Sylvia Ruthven
i'rys, with cheerful flippancy. "I
mean to wear rose-coloured spect-
acles tilt Fate forces me to cover
'.hunt with crape Just think how ab-
surd we should both look and feel if
Pauline cooter strolling itt this even-
ing or to -morrow with the cool an-
nouncement that she had been off
for a pleasant little excursion and
finds the house and the whole coun-
try upside clown! She was quite
tapable of such a freak in the days
when I knew her best!"
Stephen says nothing. In his heart
there is yore little hope left, but he
thinks his sister is speaking with the
obiect of raising the stranger's
spirits. The boy—he is probably
eider than he looks, but he seems
sa sl'grnt and timid that they all three
tient hi mulmost as a child—turns
cog rly to itlrs. Ruthven,
"Do ecu really think she would
pl 3 a trick like that?" he asks incre-
dulously. "Just when I was to ar-
rive,,? Why. to do that she must be
eruct or mad, and she was always -so
kind to me!"
Sylvia laughs gaily, amused, and
therefore once more good-tempered
ant nappy
"T don't doubt you found her kind,
batt Elia she never strike you as being
a trifle crazy?" she asks, with n
Shrug of her shoulders. "If she did
net—well, poor, dear old Pauling
mitt nave shown herself much stead-
ier in South America than ever sho 1
did 'n nlcl England!"
"Sylvia!!' Stephen says repreach-
°uhy,
Dm, Pablo Valdez, who has listen-
ed to the lightly -spoken words with
1,!.'11111 on, breaks in with the ais• of
as e wen has received a revelation--
is
evelation—is true, quite true, though I
had not thought of it before. illy
aunt had a curious fashion of con-
,iu l'e'e' herself at times, I remem-
ber that me another was very ater;y
once when one of our peon,, mit
knowing 511^ wit. present, made fun
of the 'mad Englishwoman.' But
then they think all English people
lunatics. It does not follow that 'Or -
cause what she did and said might
seem a little odd out there it would
astonish you.'
"That is very likely!" Mrs• Ruth-
ven agrees. "I knew rather more or
111y cousin Paulina's real nature than
most people. Oh, yes, I did, Steve,
though you ds look so doubtful! tee
save a good deal of each other while
yI a were et sea, and I assure you
she opened my eyes in amazement
every now and then, though of
course she :never did any real harm.
But when the fit took her she was as-
fteakish Its a monkey and did the
very oddest things! That is why
even her disappearance does not
really surprise me, and I cannot feel
quite so tragically miserable about it
as the rest of yott, I seem to feel
that the tragedy will turn to farce
after all!"
"I wish I could share your faith,"
Stephen says, with a sigh.
But young Valdez, leaning for-
ward with clasped hands, with' every
feature of his eager dark face work-
ing cri'es•—
"Then you think there is hope,
senora? You do not fancy that my
poor aunt is dead?"
"Dead! Dear me, no!" Sylvia
i "W' will P". !!rink that til'
tho ,.'r'y i't t hope IW runo u1 e. r1c
:•3131 walk la by ._ and well '. , i tu..'..
✓ ill ter• trotride. Why ae ul l
he d ail?" elle ltdeen 1; a ••
e 1l'tdlt. '? shn.: heel h¢ .. ,•
!roan who. ,i'.r,.'1y know vc1'11. ilhrrs:
111,4111t !'0
riwre '0111.: tett a - F71H'.• fire
i'i Pablo V i! i ,'s del .,,.
"Her !lath insty not hu.' bee -
enthral!" lie say,... "V.'iih us, lruh
you, 'when people d...tppe'tr we thiol;
ef' murder!"
Sylvia give, a little .,brick and
rovers her eyes 'with her dimpled
h.*Inde.
"We -do rot think of such horrors
here," AI, Clemency says hastily.
"There has never been such a crime
in Cranst,me, and Miss Blake was 1t+
safe as a queen in the midst of Itt
own people.
The young creole listens patiently
but as though unconvinced.
"Had she i:o enemies among these
people, senora?" he asks. "No one
site had wronged or injured — no
one who would be glad of or profit
by her death?"
"No one!" Miss Clemency replies
indignantly, "She was the good an-
gel of the place. There was scarcely
a soul in it who didn't owe her some-
thing, from the old people in the
almshouse to the children of the vil-
lage school, of which she was the
chief support From the snialleot
kitchen-msi'l at the Abbey up to—"
She pauses, at a momentary loss
for an illiedrstion, when Mrs. Ruth-
ven, her spirits restored, fills the gap
with her light laugh.
"Up to Nellie Slade, to whom she
bus been more than a fairy god-
mother, though she is treating her
rather cruelly this week! Yes, Miss
Clemency is- right, Senor Valdez --
no, I sluill call you cousin Pablo,
that will make you feel more at home
and it is absurd to stand on ceremon-
ial stilts with near relatives! Miss
Clemeney is always right and wise
in everything, and never was more
so than when she told you that no-
body here would be likely to do Paul-
ing any hoom. All the same, I am
not quite so sure that if they had
offended her too much she would not
Men a savage revenge upon then."
"Sylvia!" Stephen Trevor breaks
in sternly.
"Who is Nellie Slade?" young
Valdez asks. "Another cousin, I
suppose? Aunt Pauline told me I
had several unknown relatives here!"
' He looks at Sylvia, who has hith-
erto done most of the talking, but it 1
is Sir Stephen Trevor who suddenly I
says, with pride and tenderness odd-
ly mixed in his deep voice—
"She is not your cousin yet, but
soon will be! Miss Slade is my fu-
ture wife!"
CHAPTER IN
A week l'as passed and the "Cra.n-
stone mystery" js stIl1 not only un-
solved, but, in the minds of all who
discuss it ---and that means by now
the whole newspaper -devouring world
--is more of a mystery than ever. It
is a time of enjoyable excitement for
the amateur detective, the theorists
in mental aberration and the intri-
cacies of crime, as well as for the
empty-headed crowd that delights to
find a ready-made subject of conver-
sation. But to- those whom the mat-
ter touches more closely, to whom
Paulina's disappearance meats some.
thing more than the sensation of the
hum', it seems a dragging century of
weariness and pein,
'1'ite circle in which the missing
w0111011 moved, an imposing and im-
portant figure, was comparatively a
large one; but the friends who would
really miss her and mourn her are
almost pitifully few, and among
these Stephen Trevor easily takes the
foremost place. Frank, honest, and
affeetiomtte by nature, he has al-
ways had a warm liking for the dis-
tant cousin of whom he had seen
comparatively little since the days of
their extreme youth, and that liking
had been warmed by the fire of a
deep gratitude since she stood ny
hien in an awkward moment and took
Nellie Slade to her heart and hone
when all the world seemed against
the lonely girl he had chosen for his
wife. Since that hour he had felt
and said that nothing lie could (10,
110 501'0100 1e could render would
pay his debt to Pauline. Blake, and
now he cannot even penetrate the
grim mystery that shrouds her fate.
To Sylvia he seems daily more im-
patient and to Miss Clemency's ob-
servant eyes to grow thinner, paler,
and more nisereble-looking day by
day.
"And 110 wonder, for he neither
eats nor sleeps, nor behaves in any
way like a sensible personl" the
fernier complains to Mrs. Merrie one
afternoon when she has called at the
Rectory, whore she finds a cheerful
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bled in the cosy Sitting -room, "1
should not like," she says, "to call
my brother a poseur, but I really
should suspect a bit of affectation in
any one else, because after all, yon
know, Pauline was neither a very
close relative nor 0 specially clear
friend, so he need not go about eta
though he were heart -broken. Her
sister in South Ainerica and this
,young Valdez—brought lure, as it
were, on false pretences ---have both
more reason to regret what has hits-
pened, but, whatever they may feel,
I taut sure Stephen is; chief mourner!"
Sine look.. across the 10010 in a
hall' -challenging fashion at Mies
Clemency, expectant of disapproval
and rebuke from the kind old woman
who has so often championed her
brother against similar complaints,
but for once the universal defender
is silent and apparently absorbed in
her work. It is Mrs. Merrit who an-
swers.
"It is terrible—terrible! And of
course there is no news?"
"None at all; and I don't think
there ever will' be now!" Sylvia says
with that resentful tone she adopt:
to all the world at present. "1 u: ed
to think that things were sure to
mend, to turn to a sort of comedy,
but now I am beginning to give up
hope of ever seeing poor Pauling a-
gain! As for those foolish blunder-
ing detective people—"
She throws up her hands in dis-
gust.
"They are so absurdly mysterious
and so particularly ill-mannered!"
chivies in Miss Harriet Green, with
the resentful sniff of the severely
snubbed. "I was at the Cranstone
Arms this morning. I just dropped
in to speak a few words to Mrs.
Verrall about keeping Ethel away
from school last Sunday ,and found
Iter in the closest confabulation with
that Scotland Yard roan. Of course
I didn't want to hear what they were
saying, but just joined in the con-
versation for the sake of politeness—
tried to join in, rather, for if you
will believe -me the great brute only
grunted som'l hint:; under his breath,
got up, and walked away, saying as
lie did .<'1, 'NOW mina, no uie:r1 three
ter!' 11'1' (mite sorry for poor 4•-,
Terrell ,he, .did not 1...iiiiw wirer, r"
1„01:;, :Th,.. way 01 ('u"' 1R'e-. '11' ::ti,
rod, n. !'
lii.•1 , ire., '',0:., t+, Lc c::gt!o+tr1,
yee )i1.0', :end 1 'lona -up e.ie hi'
111eaut. to Pori 31(.111 feiiliow, Bar-
'et!"
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1.t!" Ills Clemeney.
•.A- 1 Jiougl, t fellows like that
could !tort 111;ar!" the other e,:,s
loi'illy i n, dropping It.,l• v,:il mid
lookire'• lio.o,ri :it Spiro I.ut.hcen with
rt very 4 'prey. ti t dg expr . .-ion, shi.i
add.-• with air a,'.unre,i toaell of tri-
umph, Quick and cunning err t
think:, himself, he was not eo quick
but that I caught a word or two of
what he was saying, and it put a
strange fancy into my tread!"
"What was it?" Mrs. Merrit asks
without much interest.
Sylvia yawns
"Well, of ceure there is nothing
in it, hut still. with Mrs. Ruthven here
I scarcely known whether I ought to
Speak," Miss Green says.
Sylvia open' her eyes wide.
"Before me! What a funny idea,
Miss Green! I do not fancy your
village gossip is likely to ofl'end or
interest me!"
Miss Green reddens, bridles, anil
says spitefully—
"It is not mere village go..-•ip, itilrs.
Ruthven, because all England by this
time a Hines with the affair, though we
1
1 in Cranetone talce R very special in -
I terest in the my, + tery, and you na-
`turine —"
But Mrs. Ruthven interrupts with
bruseque impatience.
"Yes, yes, I understand! If you
are speaking of my cousin and have
any real news to givt', I shall be only
too glad to hear it I"
"Oh, that is really too good!' Miss
Green replies, with biting sarcasm.
"T hoe no news. Mrs. Ruthven, and
I did not hear Miss Blake's name
mentioned, though the conversation '
was about her case. This man ap-
peared to be crose-questioning Mrs.
I Verrall about Miss Slade.
Sylvia frowns and looks puzzled, ,
but does not for the moment speak,
partly because Miss Clemency in-
tervenes.
(Continued Next Week)
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