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netted I am sorry to say it won't take
the trick you wish to secure. I did not
know that this"—he touched the stilet-
to—"was in the lining of my fur coat."
"Then It was, and Mrs. Jersey Was
stabbed with it"
"Isn't that "taking a great deal for
.granted?" said Derrington, with raised
brows. "Mrs, Jersey, according to the Neve Brendon killed the woman—oh,
rdoctor, it I recall the report of the in- 'yes: You went to the house, and you
.quest rightly, was certainly stabbed
with a weapon similar to this, but why,
.do you say this is the one?"
"Because i believe you were in the,
'3iouse on that night"
"Which house? Be explicit, please. t
Mrs. Ward was growing angry at
this calm dentine°. "In the house in
.Amelia square, You went there to
;prevent that Brendon creature from
,making Airs. Jersey confess."
Lord Derrington laughed. "You would
-not make a good lawyer," said he, "By
your own showing I did not know that
Brendon was to be at Mrs. Jersey's on
that night"
"I certainly carie to tell you," said
airs. Ward, feeling`that she bad missed
a point, "but yen could easily have
beard it elsewhere,"
"Who from? Brendon did not adver-
.tise In the papers that he was stopping
with Mrs. Jersey on the night in ques-
tion. "
The little woman rose to her feet
with an artificial laugh and shook out
tlertume from her silken skirts. "Yon
are very clever and obstinate, Lord
Derrington, but how will you explain
sthis"—she pointed to the stiletto -else'
the authorities?"
"There will be no need for me to do
that," said Derrington, and took up
the weapon., Mrs. Ward stretched o•at
ber hand.
"My property, if you please, Lord
Derrington."
The old gentleman opened a drawer,
.dropped the weapon into it and closed.
;the dralver with g snap. "It's locked
mow," he said coolly. I shall take
charge of this."
"How dare you? I insist"—
"Oh, dear, no: You insist on netts -
Ing." Lord Derrington rose, looking
.like a giant as he towered over the lit-
tle woman. "My dear Mrs. Ward,"
-said he quietly, but in his deepest tones,
"I have been very patient with you,
but this tiring must end. You must
promise to hold your tongue about
Brendon and"—
"And about you, 1 suppose," she
r•sneered.
"About me?" Derringtotfs• tone ex -
,,pressed surprise. "What have you to
bold your tongue about as regards'
me?" •
Mrs. Ward stnmped, though as a
,rule she was not given to betraying
violent emotion. "Ob, it's too ridicu-
lous!" she said furiously. "I can say
.to the police how I found the stiletto
bin your coat."
"I should advise you not to talk to
:any one about a thing which exists
..only In your imagination."
"The stiletto"—
"What aro you talking of, Mrs.
Ward?"
"It's in that drawer." She pointed
to the table.
"Ob, dear, no, it isn't" said Derring-
ton blandly; "there is no stiletto; there
never was one. We have bad a nice
talk, and now we must part."
"Not before I have had my say," said
Mrs. Ward savagely. "I see perfectly
well that I have been foolish to let
that stiletto get into your hands, but
I thought I was dealing with a man of
boner,"
"Ah, Mrs. Ward, few of us can aspire
to your high principles:" •
The sneer infuriated her. "You can
deny the stiletto if you like to the pub-
lic, but you dare not do so to inc."
"Why not? For the sake of argu-
ment we will admit the existence of
the weapon. You come here with it in
,your hand and state that you found it
in my coat—ln the lining of the coat.
By doing so you have defeated youi
. men object. Iiad you produced the
weapon from the coat and showed it to
me at the very moment, your accusa-
tion might have held water. As it is
the thing is simply ridiculous, You
come here, you accuse me of a crime"—
"I did, sot accuse you," said Mrs.
Ward, beginning to. find that Derring-
ton was too much even for her. "I be -
:Protruding . Piles,
Doctors Failed
saw him; He and Mrs. Jersey had
words, as she would not confess, and
Brendon killed her with the stiletto.
Then you casae. in, and . to save him,
you put the dagger into your pocket,
sent bim up to bed and promised to
hold your tongue, and"--
Derringtan laughed. "You have a
most vivid imagination, Mrs. Ward,"
he said, with a shrug; "but, as it hap-
pens, you are talking nonsense. I was
not at Amelia square that evening, but
at lay club, as any member then pres-
ent can assure you, I can prove an
nliblrfrom the miuutesl left this house
to the minute I returned to find you
here. As to the stiletto you say you
took out of my pocket, that is rubbish.
On the whole, I think you had better
hold your tongue."
"If I go to the police they will open
that drr-wer."
"Oh, no! An Englisbman's house is
his castle, you know, and a man in my
position cannot be treated in the way
you suggest with impunity. Moreover,
Mrs. Ward, there is ample time to de-
stroy tile stiletto."
"Which you will din" she said, recov-
ering her composure now that she
found it was useless to protest.
"No. I wouldn't even mind showing
it to the .police and saying liow you
brought it here with an accusation. If
the police can prove that this is the
weapon with which Mrs. Jersey was
stabbed, and if you and the police cru
prove that the stiletto was in my
pocket on the night of the murder,
then you and the police are extremely
clever."
eve .
"Oh, very well," said Mrs. Ward,
realizing her defeat, 'rI shall say noth-
ing about you. But. Brendon"—
"You will hold your tongue about
him also. I quite understand how you
proposed to hold this stiletto and the
tale of its being discovered in my pock-
et over me. If I. did not consent to
the marriage of Miss Ward and Wal-
ter—eh?"
"Sho shall marry him."
"Why do you hate Brendon so?"
asked Derrington. "I know be is a
strong man, and for the money's sake
you do not want bim to be your ron-
in -law. But even this does not ac-
count for your Hatred. Why do you
hate him?"
• "I have nothing to say,' retorted
Airs. Ward, who had flushed and paled
alternately during this speech. "Please
'see me to the door."
Derrington walked to the door and
opened it, with a bow. "Willingly. I
think we understand one another. I
am sorry to ask you to leave me so
soon, as our conversation was most
enjoyable. But I have to see a cer-
tain Mr. Ireland" --
"Is that Brendon's guardian?" asked
Mrs. Ward, coming to a sudden stop
in the hail.
"His former guardian," corrected
Derrington. "IIow do you come to
know of him, Mrs. Ward?"
"I think Dorothy mentioned the
name," she said in rather a faltering
tone. "Please tell your man to call a
cab. I sett away the carriage."
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"No! No, I want to go at once," and
site approaehed the door quickly.
"When did you say Mr. Ireland was
coming?"
Derrington glanced at his watch.
"He is dile now," he said and looked
e.t her, wondering why she asked the
question.
Airs. Ward's face was turned away.
She was dressed in furs and carried a
muff. When the door was opened by
the footman a gentleman appeared on
the threshold. Mrs. Ward lifted her
Muff to her face, but not before the
stranger had caught sight of her face
and had uttered an ejaculations of sur-
prise. "You!" he said, stepping for-
ward.
"What do you mean?" said nits.
Ward. with her nice still hidden.
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to the eiarchesa Beltrarnt, to wbotx ",1h1 I thought so. Airs. Jersey?"
the box belonged. You removed your "Yes, Dirs. Jersey. And naw, Lord
mask, and I lied ample opportunity to
obsei'vo you " Donington, you know how I, come to
"What reason baa you to observe _tako such an interest in the death et
me?" asked Airs. Ward, just as though that woman.
slip e unselmlh, Yes. But I cannot understand bow
"Siwer'ell;' coBald Irelandexa,htisinoothingigawiiess
fila you came to know that Mrs, Jersey
face, "you see, I knew Mr. Vane very was Eliza Stol>es. „
well,
He married a woman, of whom I phots my business, gashed Out
was fond;' Derrington shifted rest- - Mrs, Ward,
lessly In His chair. "Do not be afraid, • - "Or why," pursued Derringfon, un -
Lord Derringtot. I do not intend toni°ved—"why you sent her the yellow
talk of Roshia Lockwood"—
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"At present I eay nothing," was his : "Because 1 was not Mate posItive if
lordship's reply, and be watched the , she really was Eliza Stokes. I thought
two faces before hhn with close atteu- that the yellow holly, being counect-
tion. ed in her mind with the death of Mr.
"You sow inc unmask in a certain ; Vnne, would make her betray her -
box," said Mrs. Ward quickly. "Do ; self'
you mean that after all these years, It dill in n way—but to Brendon.
over thirty years, that you recognize He would not have told yen.
ane again? I was a girl then. i am a "IIe would doubtless Bayo told Doro-
woman now." thy, and she would have told me."
"Quito so. But you have a mole on Ireland, in lits thoughtful, ponderous
your forehead just above the left eye- way, turned this matter over in his
brow. I knew you by that. And then own mints, Where ie your sister now?"
I have a splendid memory for faces, be asked.
and yours" --Ireland bowed gallantly— : Mrs, Ward replied with some re -
"Is too beautiful to forget easily." •serve. "I can't tell you that. She went
Dire. Ward shrugged her shoulders, out of ber mind for a time after the
"It's a most remarkable memory, she murder of Mr. Vane, and after she
said,Caine out of the asylum we were all
"It is, madam;' assented Ireland.•
afreld. to live with her. My father put
"My memory was always considered,' her under some ones charge, and when
he died she was allowed an annuity.
remarkable. And the fact is that 1 was - Her guardian died, and my sister van -
thinking of the murder almost at the fished, We made no attempt to find her,
moment I entered the hall. Cense- - and it was supposed that she had put
quentiy your face was in my mind's - an end to herself."
eye. That made the chance of recog- Ireland looked at Derrington. "Did
sizing you snore sure. Iiad I not beeu you ever meet .loss enny Howard,
thinking of old days I might not have my lord?" he asked,
guessed so readily who you were." "No," said Derrington, "but I have
"Why were you thinking of the tour- known Mss. Ward for many, many
der then?" asked Derrington• y ears"
"Well, my lord, you sent for me to "Quite twenty," said Mrs. Ward, with
speak with me about George"—Mrs. an ;irtiticIal laugh. "We grow old. No,
Ward gave a short laugh, and Dotting- Mr. Ireland, Lord. Derrington never
ton smiled—"so I was, naturally think- met my sister, \Vhy you ask I cannot
Ing of (George; suck a thought led to conceiver'
my thinking of his parents, and finally "Because Lord Derrington is under a
I remembered the circumstance of wrong impression. IIe has met your
your son's death, as I thought you sister, and in this very room"
might wish to talk of it, and therefore - "1. beg your pardon," began Derring-
desired to get any memory in order. In
this way did I recognize the lady."
"This is all very well," said Mrs.
Ward. "You say you recognize me,
Mr. Ireland. Is that your name?"
"It is, but your memory is not so
good as mine. We met only once."
Derrington was not so sure that Mrs.
Ward's memory was not good, for he
remesubeied how she had tried to get
away before the arrival of Ireland.
"Go on! Go on!" 'he said irritably. "I
wish to know the worst."
"The worst is that I am supposed to
have killed Percy `ane," said Mrs.
Ward coolly. "So you accuse me of
that?" she asked Ireland.
"By no means. But you were at
that ball" --
"I was, in a blue domino with a
sprig of holly at my breast"
"And you were with Mr. Vane?"
"No, I was not:"
"You went out with Mr. Vane."
"1 did not. It was my sister."
"Your sister:" saki Derrington.
"Med" And he relapsed into silence.
\Irs. Ward shot a susplclous look at
him, but his inscrutable face betrayed
hothirig.
"'I remember," said Ireland in a
slow, prosy way, "that there were two
Miss Ilowerets at San Remo, at the Ho-
tel d'Angleterre. They were with their
father, (General Howard, I never met
them, but Mr. Vase went frequently to
call at the house."
"Ile did," said Mrs. Ward, "if by
house you mean the hotel. The fact
is, my sister Jenny was in love with
Captain Vane"—
"I heard it was you," said Ireland
distrustfully.
"It was my -Sister `Jenny who loved
Percy Vane. She would go to the bail
and persuaded me to go with her. We
slipped out of the hotel and went with-
out a chaperon. Our father would have
been shocked had he known, tint it
was merely the escapade of two school-
girls. I went with a friend, and Jen-
ny looked about for Mr. Vane. IN
agreed to meet after an hour and go
home. As tbere were other blue domi-
nos at the ball, we each wore"—and
Airs. Ward repented the word to em-
phasize the fact—"daces ,a sprig of yel-
low holly. I went to a box to have
supper with a certain cousin of mine,
and my sister then departed with Mr.
F ne."
"Why did she leave the ballroom?"
asked Dorrington,
"Because Mr. Vane was shocked.
IIe recognized her voice and made her
unmask. lie insisted on taking her
home first, and then iutcade(' to re-
turn for me, as he could trot find inc
at the moment. They went out to-
gether, Mr. Ireland, and that is the
last I saw of Mr. Vane."
"What was the last your sister saw
of tem?"
"She was at the hotel and in our
bedroom when 1 returned, which I
did after looking vainly for her. She
said that Mr. Vane had escorted her to
the hotel and had left her at the gate
at her earnest request, as Jenny was
so afraid lest any father should hear of
our escapade. She said good night to
Mr. Vane and then went to her roam.
V'heti we heard of the murder next
nserning she became very ill and my
father took her away. But she al -
Whys declared to me that she did riot
know who murdered Percy Vane."
"Did your father ever know that
she was in Vane's cotnpasty on tha"
night?" asked Ireland.
"Never: We kept our telly a pro-
found secret from him."
"Did any ono else know?"
"You did," said Mrs. Ward sharply,
"And Mr. Vane did, and a servant at
the hetet-An .English -servant who at-
tended to us. In fact, it was site Who
procured the yellow belly by which
Jenny and T were to identify one
nother."
'"'hat was her natter flaked Iter-
• rington quickly.
"Eliza Stokes:' .-,.. .. ....
re wet
Is making a mistake. Tell that man
to be quick calling a cab." And she
moved past the stranger.
"Pardon," he said politely, "but I
wish to speak with you."
Derrington bent his bushy brows.
"Let the lady pass," be said. "Who
are you, sir, to stop the egress of my
guests?"
"My name is Rodger Ireland," said
the stranger quietly, "and I have been
looking for that lady for over thirty
years."
"What does the man mean?" asked
Mrs. Ward haughtily, but looking dis-
turbed.
`"Lord Derrtngton," said Ireland, "I
think if you will permit this lady and
me to have n talk"—
"There seems to be some mistake,"
said Derrington. "Mrs. Ward, will you
not wait until we rectify it?"
"No. The man is mad. Let me pass,
sir. There is the cab."
But Ireland would not, let .her pass.
"Lord. Derrington," be said softly, lest
the footman should overhear, "this is
the lady who was with your son when
he was murdered."
Derrington was not easily startled,
but he turned suddenly white. Mrs.
Ward shrank back into the hall. Now
that the truth was told she seemed to
recover from her fears and to regain
all her tact. "I shall not want the cab
at present," she said to the footmen.
"Tell the man to wait. Ford Derring-
ton, if you do not wish these private
affairs to be discussed in the presence
of the servants we bad better retuns
to the library."
When they found themselves in the
library Derrington closed the door and
went to his seat. He looked much
older, having aged in n most extraor-
dinary manner under the shock of Ire-
land's information. Mrs. Ward was
perfectly cool and resumed her former
seat. As to Ireland, he let himself
carefully down into the most capacious
armchair he could find. Mrs. Ward
opened the conversation at once.
"You say you saw use at San Remo?"
she asked.
"I did," replied Ireland in his heavy
voice, "I was there at the time err,
Percy Vune was murdered"—Derring-
ton groaned—"and I was at the
masked bail where"—
"The Veglloni," said Mrs. Ward.
"Well, you were there. You say you
saw me?"
"Ina blue domino."
"There were plenty of blue dominoes
at that ball. At lesat I should think
there were: .
"Yes, but you wore a sprig of yellow
holly, That was why I ree:ognized you
when you were masked."
"How did you know it was I?"
"Because early in the evening you
went into a box. I was there talking
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CHAPTER -XVI.
BI1ENDON was much astonished
a day or two later to receive
an invitation to dine with his
grandfather, As George had
fought the old man with his own weap-
ons and had come oft victor, he did
not exgect to be pardoned.
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ton,
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unbent so far as to advance to George
with outstretched harm.
"We had rather a rough interview,
George," he said, "so I have invited
you to smoke the pipe of peace."
Brendon shook the old man's hand
quietly, but without much enthusiasm.
Ile could not conjecture what Derring-
ton meant by behaving in a way so
different from that he usually adopted.
His host felt the slack !nand claep and
winced on seeing the want of response
in Brendon's face.
"Dinner will be ready soon," said the
old lord, waving Brendon to a seat;
"only mar two selves. I wish to con-
sult you."
"Consult me?" George could not
keep the astonishment out of his face.
"It's rather late in the day, is it
not?" renuu•ked Derrington dryly. "But
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not much time to spare. Yes, I wish
you to consult with ire after dinner
about—but that can come in the course
of our conversation. Meantime let us
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think I can say anything very original
about the subjects you mention," ho
said quietly.
"Tall. of Miss Ward then. You can
be original on that point"
Brendon would rather not have men-
tioned Dorothy, but be was quite de-
termined to show his grandfather that
he fully intended to marry his lady-
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"There, there," interrupted Derring-
ton, waving his hand, "let us not get
on to that subject as yet. We can talk
of it after dinner. In fact, you may as
web know that I asked you here to
discuss your position. We must have
en understanding."
"I think you must intend it to be a
plensaut one," said Brendon, "as you
hare asked me to dinner."
It struck Brewton that Itis grandfa-
ther looked old and very haggard. lie
had Lost his fresh color, his eyes were
sunken :and the defiaunt curl was out
of his enormous mustache. IIe moved
slowly toward the door, and George
felt sorry to see him so lonely.
efovee by a sudden impulse, George
moved to the elder man's side and of-
fered his arm. The footman was hold-
ing the door open, and Derriugton could
not express, even by a took, the satis-
faction he felt. With a surly grunt he
took Brendon's erns, but George guess-
ed by the waren pressure that Dcrriva
ton was pleased.
It was quite n banquet, for Dorring-
ton lived in a most expensive manner.
The table was a round one, land with
exquisite taste, and was piaccd under
a kind of velvet tent, which shut off
the rest of the room and made the
meal particularly cozy. It was per-
fect, and after the somewhat stale food
of his lodgings George enjoyed the
meal greatly. Derrington himself did
not eat touch, but he took great pleas-
ure in seeing George enjoy his viands.
After the dinner, during which the
old lord was confirmed in his good
opinion of George, he saki: "There's
coffee in the library, and we can talk
over our cigars. Up I get. George,
your arm."
IIe not only asked for it, but took
it with marked pleasure. The foot-,
man in attendance returned to the ,
servants' hall to state that the "old'.
3evii" (the domestic name for Derring-
ton) had quite taken to the new young
gentleman,
Meanwhile Brendon was' seated in ,
it comfortable chair enjoying one of
the best cigars he had ever placed be-
tween his lips. Al his elbow smoked n 1
sup of Mischa. and in the chair on the
other side of aroering fire et sea
timber smiled Lord Derrington. He
looked a grim and determined old gen-
tleman as 'be bent his shaggy brows
oti'itis f raudsot.
George was very comfortable and
also felt grateful for the kindness
which his grandfather was showing
him. At the same time be felt as
though he were acting wrongly in
hobnobbing with a man Who persist-
ently blackened his mother's memory.
41 Suppose you wondered when you
recelved my invitation," said Dcrring•
to
"I did, sir, I Wondered very Much."
"And yon felt inclined to refuse."
it;''"1 bad almost made up my mind
,,!
"Why did you change your naiad?"
George pondered and looked again
et hie neat abets. "Web, air," said
be, after a panne, "I thought that
after a dinner tie might come to un
derntand each other better, and I atri
uualous for peace."
(To be o tabooed.)
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