HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Herald, 1911-04-14, Page 7alfordaunt Royce encored.
"Threats; idle threats!" he said,
Iorefuliy. "I fear your physics'] via
lentse•'as ;little as 1 do your legal sou-
2r , , Y,orsl Dewsbury."
'Peen he got his hat :tad 'walked to-
wssrdle•tthe door, but there he paused and
turned upon them, his glance falling on
Mise Mazurka, with a *ardente twinkle.
"Miss Mazurka," lie said, "honestly
cannot congratulate you. In the thea•
trioal order of things 'Arturo, as repre-
sented by you, should be triumphaut,
and viae, as represented by me, should
be discomfited. But ales! in Teal life
the order is too often reversed. I fear
that it is you who are discomfited. You
were too eager to obtain a reputation
for eleveruess, Miss Mazurka. Amateur
detectives seldom succeed. If ,you had
placed the matter in the hands of one of
the gentlemen in Scotland Yard, instead
of undertaking 'the role' yourself, you
might have saved your friend's fortune.
As it is, 'the role' was too difficult for
you.. Miss Trevalyan may be Joan Orms-
by, Loul Arrowfield'rs granddaughter,
but the will *Mob would have placed
her in possession of the estate -where
is at? You have lost it, Miss Mazurka,
azul 11 fear that the savings of all your
lifo will not compensate Miss Ormsby
for the loos of two millions," land be
pointed with a smile to the ashes in
the grate.
"He's clever ! Se's clever, is Royce!
I taught him!" croaked Craddock, with
teerful admiration. "He's done you all
now! Oh, clover, clever!"
Mordaunt Royoe laughed harshly,
then he bowed.
"Lord Dewsbury, good evening 1 If
you are inclined for a little ecarte to-
night, you will find ane set the club.
Mists Mazurka. I wish you a good
(treeing. Keep to burlesque; melodrama
is beyond you, believe me. Miss Peaty,
I am sorry that your pretty brides-
sua.id's dress should be wasted. Don't
think too unkindly of me! We were
very good friends, were we not?"
Then hia eyes turned on Joan, and
he opened him lips as if about to ad-
dress some taunt to her, but his voice
faltered; and he said only the word:
"Good -by!"
Joan met his gazo steadily, sadly;
these she turned her face ,away and cov-
ered her eyes 'with her hand.
"Baiaed from the gutter]" muttered
cid Craddock, raising his hands in ad-
miration.
"Yes,
dmiration-
"Yes, from ' the gutter!" said Mor-
daunt Boyce. "The lad that sold match-
es and trod the London pavement with
bare feat has proved too much,even in
his ruin, for all of you!" and he laid
hitt hand upon the door.
As he did so Mies Mazurka said, sore-
ly and amiably:
"One moment before you go, Mr.
Royce, please!"
Ile turned to her with a smile.
"Not satisfied yet?" he said.
"'Not satisfied even yet !" she retort-
oal, still with the same suspicious ami-
ability. '''You are so clever a gentleman
time we are really loath to lose you—"
""Lot him go, for Heaven's sake!"
broke in Bertie, impatiently. "The sight
ot him nearly drives me sued!"
"Oh, Iet him wait a minute" please,"
tedd Miss Mazurka. "Mr. Royce, you
were kind enough to taunt me just now
with my -stupidity—"
"Ob, pardon me! It' was rude, I ad-
mit, but I'm afraid it is true !" ho re-
torted, returning her smile with a sneer.
"We shall see," said Mies Maznrke.
"Now, we have heard tonight from
your accomplice, that hoary -headed old
villain, that you aro very clever; that,..
in feet, you aro a prodigy picked up in
the gutter. And how have you proved
your cleverness? First by swindling gen.
tlemen at cards, who ought to have been
more wide-awake than to take such a
rogue for an honest man," and she
;;lanced at Bertie, who compressed his
lips and nedded rernorsefully. "Then
yon happen to find out something about
this will and try to get possession of
Mise Ormsby -and to do that all the
more safely, you play off a little trick,
art ewl otos» on the stage as it is in teal
life, and pass off sortie poor unknown
girl who drowned heraelf as the hei'rees.
Well, that was rather clever! Then
you find the will in Lord Dewsbury's
ohambeee, and persuade him that he
lead burned it; that was rather clever!
'.]'ben you come to the end of your little
game, and narrowly mise winning the
}raze. You are within an ace of marry-
leg• this young lady, and securing all
the money that the will loft her; that
oras ,clover, too; but when you are found
out and tracked down, all by stupid me,
eau do the cleverest thing of all,
and revenge yourself by burning
the will and robbing her of her prop.
eyesI Now, that was very elever-if you
hast (lone it!"
lata eardouic face showed a sinister
n,mile. .
"Praise from Miss Mazurka is praise
inde:cli" ho said, with a bow.
"Walt a minute, please. 1 said it
would have been clever if you had done
it'e but you haven't!'=
Lord Bertie started; old Craddock
moved forward a little, the two girls,
linigh g:.t'ofethor'a$'tho, Butt of, the room;
turned their pale. faces towards her;
hitt Mordaunt 1loy eremalned motion-•
festa. with that same :sinister smile.
"Indeed!" lie said, .and pointe: Lo.the
heare'ea ashes in the fireplace,
"Yes, 1 know, I see," sa!d Ati.ss Mazur-
ka. I saw you draw the paper freta
your,.pocket and throw it on ,the' ;fir's.
But I don't think it was the stolen
Ur. Repel"
"Oh!" Ise said, with a sneer. "Indeed!
If not.: I admit nothing --but, if all that
reueibes of the will is. not there, where
is it?" .
All eyes . were turned upon Miss Ma-
erica as ehe drew •front her pocket a
carefully folded paper.
"Here!" she said, sweetly, and held
It up. -
His lips twitched, and he shook his
head.
"I am clever enough at any rate to
doubt that!" he said.
"You are a fool!" said Miss Mazurka,
with sublime simplicity. "Is this not
the will? Take it, Lord Berrie:'
Lord 'Bettie took it and opened it in
silent amazement.
"This -this is the will I found!" he
said bewildered.
"If you've any .doubts, compare, the
piece of paper elever blr. Royce tore oft
in your chambers with the torn part of
the will itself!" she said.
Bertie took from his pocketbook the
corner of the will Which Mordaunt .Royce
had so carefully prepared, and compared
it.
"By Heaven!" he exclaimed, "iron are
right! It is the will!"
Mordaunt Royce took a step forward,
Itis face white as ashes, his lips burn•
irtg.
"Let me -sero!" he panted.
"Let hint see, by all means," said Miss
Muzurka; "but if he offers to lay a
finger on it -kill hiui!" and she sprang
to her feet, her face flushed, her self-
possessed smile vanished for the first
time. "Ah! Mr. Royce; where is your
boasted elevorness now? T was a sim-
pleton, was 1?- an amateur detective.
I'd got too difficult a task, had I?
What? Did you think 1 was idiot en-
ough to leave the precious doeuments in
your possession, Mr. Royce? Not ex-
actly! :flow did I get it?" she added,
quickly turning to Bertie, who stood
regarding her in a state of confused be-
wilderment and admiration. "Why. eas-
ily enough! I saw through my chink in
his ceiling that he always carried' it in
his breast pocket; I saw what it was
like, and I made up a 'property' -a dere-
my will -like it, and one night, when
the gentleman was sleeping the sleep of
the innocent and the just, T took the
liberty of escltat ging my dummy. for
the real will, and it is the dummy that
he burned in hie cleverness -the willis
there! Now. Mr. Royee!"
Mordaunt Boyce leant against the
door attd looked at her; and if a look
could kill. Miss Mazurka would have
been'atretched at his feet.
Bertie started from one 1.o the other;
11 seemed too aooa to ee true.
-lordaunt Royce, white to the lips,
stood for a moment in stony silence.,
then he raised his eyes.
"You have beaten ate." he said, and
his voice was hoarse and hunky; "do
you wish to keep nee any longer?"
"No," said Miss Mazurka. "You may
go nnvv, Mr. Royce; but. just ns a part-
ing bit of advice; don't be too quick in
calling people stupid, tbat's all, Coed
evening!"
He , passed his hand aergss his brow
and went out.
Old Craddock paused a moment to
stare around at the rest in a bewildered,
owlish kind of way, then, shaking his
head dolefully and croaking inerticu-
lately, followed his protege.
CHAPTER :LTL.
There was a short silence after they
had departed, for each of those who re-
mained was wondering what would be-
come of them.
Then Bettie went up to Joan, who
bad sunk into a chair and was sitting
with downcast eyes and knitted brows,
"I ani afraid you scarcely realize what
all of this means to you, Mies Ormsby,"
he said, gently.
Joan started at the sound of her •^eal
•name. •
"1 don't," she said, with a littler sigh
and gesture of wonder. "It -it all seems
like a dream. I know that I azn Joan
Ormsby, but I did not know that J was
'related to the Earl of !irrowfietd. Is
it true?"
"It is quite true," said Bertie, grave-
ly, "Thanks to Mims Mazurka, who has
worked out her plot like the first-class
strategist she is, we are in posseasion
of full particulars. Miss Mazurka has
been working for weeks past, in con-
junction with a sharp young lawyer,
and she has not only succeeded in out-
witting that -Mr. Mordaunt Royce, and
getting possession of the will, but she
leas proved your identity as Lord Ar-
rowfield's granddaughter."
"It is strange --strange," said Joan,
thoughtfully, sadly. "1 ani the grand.
daughter of an earl I"
"Yes," said Bertie. '"Look back. Try
anti remember as far bac); as you can.
Your mother "
"I don't remember my mother,":said
Joan, the tears welling up into her
eyes. "She died when I was a baby. My
,'father X remember slightly. He died
was a ohild and g
when I mon i
s u
edme
the ()are of Colonel Oliver. IIe-the
colonel -did riot, know who it was that
my 'father had married. I never heard
the name of Lord Arrowfield in cennee-
tivn with ;that of my parents."
f" "But that is easily explained," said e
Bertie. Your tnothei was the dais]►
asedntoo emir csssrte, cure, colzd ]seals ter of the earl's ei ife,
n�a, q0"'t�nt'wna71¢sxids. Asa cuaus, from whom he had
CORED THE WIFE
AND HUSBAND TOO
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ae i-
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This is a splendid eaaniple of the
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parted, from no. fault of leers, poor
Lady. I think that :your mother was in
ignorance of her relationship to the
£Pirrowfields. Perhaps ?*our hither hill
trot know it. but if he <lid he waa too
tweed to claim .kin' with, the wicked old
earl witaheta. tiaat oft. end•deserted his
wife. But the earl ' knew of yobs•birth ;
he must have kept hurteell informed of
your mother>s marriage and yoiir fath-
er's whereabouts, and it seems to nee
that there, nest have ben always in
lite mind an ainteaatio2L to do you jute
Wee. At any- rate, 13e ilid you justice al-
niost at' the last moment."
"Why did he hide the wilt?" asked
Joan, gazing at the fateful piece of pa-
per.
Lord Bertie shoes les head. '
"Who can say? lie ;waa an eccentric
mai, mid old mon 2.teaer show their ec-
oentricity more palpably than where a
will is concerned. Perhaps he mistrust-
ed, old Craddbock and swished to hide the
will. At any rate, he i put it with the
bee thing he hdld in bightst estimation,
his wiles portrait;
"And it was you who found it?" mur-
mured Joan..•
"Yes," he said, with a smile; it was
I who was, by aCaident., instruaieetnl
in restoring the Honorable ]kris Orme,
'by to her estates,'
There vas silence fol a moment.
"I -I shall be very -Wait" ait" said Joan,
!presently.
"Iirinlensely,'" lataskid° ; vita n.'sii ile:
"Almost the richest oounnone in tang -
tend. Certainly the richest lady ---always
ieceepting one. I do not sapnora that
Lord Villiers has spent ninth over the
income and if he baa, you can compel
him to restore it to You!"
"Lord Villiers! Ali yes," site mur-
mured, almost mandible. "I hats al-
most forgotten. It is all his,
t "It was," corrected Bertie, signifi-
cantly. "It is stall, until yousnake good
your claim. But I do not think, T arae
sure, he won't dispute it."
"It is so plaint"
"It is so plain," he assented. ,
.loan was silent for a ni tient.
"And--and•-if he g;ves hip the piap-
erty he will be poor ageiu. Ile was ]poor
before, was lie not?" - -
"I believe so," said Bertie, "But you
sltust not' consider that. ":Cilie' itnntense
wealth is yours :by right, by every
eight. Ton are the descendant of the
late'eart. Ib is to you he ;makes the re -
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•
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Just think what it has gone through!
You have been out in raid and .meet and
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r or
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mar,`ation tuition Wee due to his dead
ware,.Mee 1 wish you joy?"
Jiueu put her .hand in hi) With a
troubled look• in lcee eyee, and she sigh-
ed.
"1 (lon.'t know. dos? It there such a
thin in the world?" Thee she glanc-
ed ' *mots at Miss Mazurka,. who
was talking to Emily. "I must not for -
gelato thank her," elle said, in alow
solei.• "Why lilts she done, all this, talc•
ee so mutes trouble, and gone to sa In ucilt
risk 'for ;net"
.halite euud have replied, 'Tor love
o[' Lord Villiers, who loves you!" but
the time bad not route for tee whole
stti;rutent of. the .ease, .
"aim .liar a geeil?l,, rl:" br 'replied,
ev ttsivt"ly.
"Slee has," said Joan, and she went
slowly aver to alias-tlazurka stud held
out her hand.
` easit'hare heeu kind to me, :Hiss Ma-
zurko7,," she salt], falteringly.
"Oa, don't Moltke) it!" said Miss Ma.
White, brightly. • ":It wasn't n!1 disinter.
teeatr d. • 1 -tea a little worm of my own
to pay oft on Mr. Itoyee."
•J'o:tet evinced end colored. •
"Don't speak et hint," she said, very
pitinfnlly,
"I•beg your pardon," said Miss alaznr-
ka, almost meekly. "I didn't mean to,
the nate slipped out. No, you don't
want to hear lime spoken of, ;either do
1. He is a bac], w'ic'ked villain?" and
her eyes flatted. "Yoe -we lta.ve had
a narrow escape. Miss Trcvelyan--r
!*ileal( Miss t)rtn,lty! ` And you think 'I
have been of some, arrrit'o to you'-"' she
asked.
::Think!" said Joan, fervently. "1
eaanrol realize all you have done for Inc
yet, but I ca; gueee. 1 van --••call never
thank lion enough!'
"Olt, yea, you can:" seid .Hiss Mazur.
".I sox; show you the way."
"Show in- then!'' murmured ,Joan.
•
".lou think' 1•ni going to asic you to
let ane be your friend," said Hiss Ma•
r-urka, shrewdly; '"1,t': 1 know my place
better. I'm only a poor burlesque nee
twee and you :n -e the honorable Lias
tiruishy, the granddeughier of an earl
"An actress like voureelf," said Joan,
interrupting her.
"Like myself." laughed Mia* Maz:trkn.
serer a•ita and never 'shall be fit to
•hold a candle to you! You were an
actress, but.. that's all Net and gone.
Yoe will Beate: tit; stege and be a grant]
lady----"
Joan sin ilea.
---"And it's alutnst a pity that you
should," went on Jli,si 'Mazurka. "\\'e
haven't got shell -a heap of good ue-
tres*es that we can afford to Iose 'em,
Anybody can be a. grand lady, :but it
takes ti, Miss ale 'rrerelyan to be a
great actress. 11LIt on wanted to know
hew' you cools thank nee, didn't you?"
"I diel and do indeed," said Joan,
earnestly. ,
"There l'i1'ern you Leave yourself in
Illy "end' Lent Berta( halide for er little
`- migeee Wti!I 'sett • 'tlo 'Obti""• rale "tt5kt+Ili
eagerly.. ly.
\ e s: indeed T trlII, artd gratefully,"
.loan replied. "It would 1>e only just to
,lo so, seeing that but for you•----.-----„
She stopped and turned her head away
with a slight slcutlder.
But for her :the wnnld have been tied
to Mordaunt ltoe-t e- for life!
"1 will lene everything to you," she
continued; "iudeeel. `1 %amai( ma know
what to do. 1 ani su LI:mewed :end be-
wildered— ---"
".'ell right!" said Mi*s ltarutka,rheer-
filtl•. "Then that'* :t Isar win ain't
"it.' Lord Bertie and 1 :tr,1 to ploy this
lutnd out. as hi"d put it, and you trust
yourself to ua. 'that is, you will do
nothing without coa'sulti:tg us? It is a
good deal to ask, Mies Ormesby."
"It is not too melt!" said Joan, fer-
vently; "end f promise." •
"Alt right," *:tad Mist Mazurka; "then
J think well bettor go now, my lord,
Miss Ormsby must be worn out; she's
! bad a. trying time of it. tet she':t in
1 good hands; Hies Ptnlly will look after
her."
They came up to Joan to say gond
night, and ,Joan held Lord Bertie's hand
and pressed it gratefully.
Then she extended both to Miss Ma.
zurka, and obeying an impulse, she
drew her towards Iter and gently kissed
her forehead.
"1 wish you every leappineas," she
whispered.
"\\'hat do you meant" dernittatled Miss
Mazurea.
ecce*] whin you are married to
Lord Valid re," nenrletured .Joan, stead-
ily.
Miss hfnrurka hushed holly, then
turned pale.
"Oh, thank • you; yes, T see. 1 hope I
shall be happy when 1 marry hint," she
said, dryly.
Then the two went, Bertie taking the
will with him, and Emily and Joan
Were left alone.
"sand you are a great .lady after all!"
said Emily, standing beside the sofa up-
on which Joan had dropped wearily. "1
rdwnvrr ]:new it would copse somehow -
more then a plain -Hiss Trevelyan, Aud
yeti ere aitHonorable, and with nil tl.,s
roomy! Well, I :ten very glad." ;t't.l she
tiled to sidle, but her eyes filled with
tettre, 1ire1 her lips Iltrit't'r,'.l.
"You don't lock, very ;•la.tl,' eaitl ;roan,
with r curious 'mile. "Oh, Emily, l tnily,
are you so rea_dt' to think ill of the?"
"'Ill?' Whet do you mean, dear -I
mean Miss Ornuhyv,>'
etwere, your to ords leave answered
yeti!" said Joan. "\Vhy do yon eattl uis:
Miss Ormsby., and look at me tike that;'
Oh, 1"lmily, do you think all this that
bas, h.tpp ed
will make any diffe
reuse
between ui^".she
said, reproachfully.. '
Emily colored, and- eyed her sideways,
eagerly, wistfully,
"Well, M co;free, it must make :} dif-
ferenee, 1'in only •a burlesque towhee!),
as ;tfiss Ma,erk.t said and. you-----"
*Just lila 'llevelvan, of the Coronet,
rind you, dear sitter, now and always!"
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Sold by all medicine dealers or by
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suit] Joan, patting out her beautiful
arms and drawing tate mite on to the
sofa beside her. "What! You think that
1 ant so mean and cold-blooded as to
give up all my friends because of this -
this hateful money! Oh, how little, how
little you know me after all!" and for
the first time the beautiful proud eyes
shed tears.
"Oh, forgive me, forgive me, Ida,
dear!' said :Emily, clasping her round.
the neck. "It is truel I thought I had
lost you! But I was wrong! I know
you better new. dear! Don't. cry! For-
give tyle, and 111 never mistrust you
again! No, not even if . you should
prove to be the Quee not England!"
And the two, shed those teats which
are the rter'eiful vent to a, woman's feel -
he next morning Stuart' Villiers sat-
in las room at Meuriee's Hotel.
1Te had conte to London at the com-
mend of Miss Mazurka, but why she had
su ennimandcd him he was IA: total ig-
'lor a vee.
11,' was so indebted to her that he
woiclti 'cave started to Patagonia if she
lied desired Rica, and he sat smoking
his
eigar in quiet, contemplative resig-
lttetiue.
Since the duel he and Bertie had be-
come fast friends.
Without explaining the reasons why
be had wanted to put a bullet into
Stuart Viiliare, Bertie hail offered him
an apology, and, though firmly and
emphatieally declining to clear up the
mysteriottt cause of the quarrel, had
done and said everything else that was
poi'sibie: to show his friendliness.
(To be Continued.)
Just Mat Your Children Need
Little ehildren can't be expected to
roaup, day in and day out, without some
time coining to grief. Some of their
amusement games are rough and tumble,
eause undue fatigue, and often, indeed,
bruises. strains and *wettings. When the
ebildren come in tired end sore, see they
are rubbbetl well with Nerviline; it does
wonders in relieving fatigue and reduc-
ing pain. if a cough, cold or sore throat
has developed, if there are signs of
croup, nothing is more effective than a
hot dose of Nerviline. Perhaps there is
bt•weI ache, indigestion or stomach trou-
ble. This is where Nerviline proves its
merit very -quickly. Have it ready for
brtuees, strains,•of every kind.. It
has a wonderful fiat of uses, and old
folks wil find it splendid for rl'ietamatiswl,
earache, toothatihe, and grippe. Wher-
ever there is pain or sickness, Nerviline
should he close by; Pleasant to take,
certain in effect, Poison's Nerviline is
far th..' best of household remedies.
WEAVING GOLD CLOTH.
Upon uhand loom in the sills works at.
Braintree, England, a start hat, been.
made weaving the eloth of gold from
which will be made the Coronation 'robes
for the King and Quesm. The; honor of
weaving the costly fabrie has fallen to
protlies Wheeler, an experieruted weaver,
who finished his first day's work with
two inches of woven gold and Bilk show-
ing upon the front of hie loon. ¶the pro.
cess is very slow, because• of the care
needed. in the .manufacture, and this two
incites will be about the daily average,-
Chieag+o Newe. .
170hb
out:I tv stops con db6" cures Cada hesr
tum sbroet and bunds. • - as Beets.
awe,
STRANGL, BUT •'Rise.
Without wishing to insinuate anything
it, may be said that a good many amble!
men get married.---Atelason illobe,