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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Wingham Times, 1905-06-01, Page 7I The Yellow Holly ' 14 I j ili�4Al•y, By 1fERGUS HUME, Author of "The Mystery of a Hansom Cab," Etc. et At Copyright. 1003. by G. W. Dillingham Company 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." ,A helpless su'ff'erer in ddfper'• ,ate condition until cured by Dr. Chase's Ointment. Mn.,Jonx W. D2oLson, carpenter, Tarbot. bale , N.S. writes: "I was confined to snyr ' bed b>y protruding .piles,mania to move with• - out the,reetest pain. " As the trouble affected 7 shy wholdsyitem, Twaseooebroughbtoreelize the eertousitesbof my con- dition, and thought no person ever suffered es I did. The doctor•eave me .sail, ointment which did , ine no good, not even at- - 4ordieg temporary relief. Then a specialist gave me adifferenb kind of oint. Meet, but it did me ne more good than so much ow. "A friend advised Mt the nae of Dr. Chase's if Ointment, And the first V , ppplicetion brought re - alt, >lV T Afl ' tef. By the use of one box I was completely eared and have not hada trace of the old trouble since. I was exposed to all sorts of bad weather last fall, and spent the winter ie the woedueis tri sof the Vietotia G >esttts '170.,; aid have b� indieation of pilot.' Dr. Chase's Ointoaenb is the only positive .. and guaranteed more for pillee 60 eine et all stealers, or Bdtaianson, Batts & Co., Toronto. "Let me send you home in mine." "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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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"— � boli y "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. 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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. 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