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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Wingham Times, 1905-06-22, Page 7The Yellow Holly By FERGUS HUME, Author of "The lvSystem of Hansom Cab." Etc. A ea Copyrisht, 1903. by G. W. Dillingham Company you are misjudging me,' said Bawd - my. "I tun willing to hear what you have to say." "If you are satisfied with my ex- , planatiou, will you endeavor to get Lola to marry me?" "I know nothing about you save what my grandfather told me, and his . report does not bias me in your favor." Bawdsey shrugged his shoulders. "Lola is well able to look after her - Pelf," he said. "I think I mentioned that before. , But.ie youare satisfied with what I am about to tell you will you help me?" "I'll do my best," said George im- . patiently. "But I shall not advise her to marry you unless you prove to me that you do not intend to blackmail Lord Derrington." "Nothing was farther from my thoughts," said Bawdsey earnestly. "It was to Day interest that your grand- father should hold his tongue about . any having been to this house"— "Ile would not have known had you . not told him voluntarily." "Oh, yes, bo would have discovered in some way. I thought it best to be • on the right side by confessing volun- tarily what I had done. I said I could . get him into trouble—and I admit that I did threaten him so far—simply to make him hold his tongue." "You were afraid lest you should be • accused of the critae?" Bawdsey looked at George in sur- , prise. "That possibility never crossed my mind," he replied calmly. "I cer- tainly did not kill the woman. Do you think I did, Mr. Brendon?" George shrugged his shoulders. "Go- ing by circumstantial evidence"— "Oh"—Bawdsey flipped away that •objection with a snap of his fingers— "that's all right; I will explain. No, Mr. Brendon; why I wished Lord Der- rington to be silent was that I might carry out my plans so as to learn who killed Mrs. Jersey." "Then you are looking after the ase?'•e "On behalf of Lord Derrington. Ile has an idea that the assassin became possessed of a confession which Mrs. Jersey left behind her"— "How do you know she left it?" "Because I knew Mrs. Jersey very well, and, as I told you long since, I was once a boarder here. One day she let slip that she had some one in her power, and would leave the evi- dence of that power behind her so that her niece might benefit. I told . this to Lord Derrington. He insisted that I should try to discover the as- sassin so as to get tat confession, which compromises him, back again. •To spur me on he has promised me a reward of a thousand pounds should I •obtain the confession and the convic- tion of the assassin. As I want money 'to marry Lola, I am doing my best. I .came to live here for that purpose. Lord Derrington talking of my visit to 'the house ou the night of the crime would have jeopardized my plans, therefore I was obliged—as you say— to threaten bim so as to make him keep silent. So far, do you blame me, Mr. Brendon?" "No," replied George, after some thought, "the end justifies the means. But you might have adopted less ras- •cally means." "I has'e not adopted any. I have not :asked Lord Derrington for money, so I nm not a blackmailer; nor do I in- tend to claim from him anything but 'what is justly mine." "And what is justly yours, if you please?" "The reward of £1,000 for the distov- ery of the assassin." "Oh! Have you learned who killed "Not yet, but I may learn. At pres- -ent I confess I am in fault" George pondered a little. So far Bawdsey spoke frankly enough, but he .could not help mistrusting hins How- ever, since the man was in the telling vein, he thought it best to betray no doubts lest Bawdsey should turn Dreactful Agony from Crave! 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I hate ginned in, weight, sleep well, mad feel better than I have for twenty yews These pith; hate fully restored me." rusty. "Well, the discovery is in your hands," he said, "and I sincerely trust yeu will gain that thousand pounds. I am as unwilling as my grandfather that Mrs. Jersey's connection with this unfortunate business should become public. I am perfectly convinced that the person who took that confession stabbed the unfortunate woman." "Do you think so?" asked Bentsen stealing a glance at the newspaper. George nodded, "The confession was written. I learned that much from Margery.. Mrs. Jersey told her it was . a story. Well, as the confession Wits not found among Mrs. Jersey's papers when she died, it must have been taken by scone one. But I can't think what interest such a thing can have bad for any one unless"— "Unless what, Mr. Brendon?" "Unless it contained the name of the person who assassinated my father." "How could Mrs. Jersey know that?" "She was at San Remo when my fa- ther was killed; she loved him and she used to follow him. How 1 learned these things, Bawdsey, does not mat- ter. But it is just passible that Mrs. Jersey—or Eliza Stokes as she was then—might have some knowledge of who committed the crime.. If that was set down in her confession (as is high- ly probable), I can quite understand that the original assassin killed her to gain a dangerous doctunent such as it undoubtedly was." "Then you -think that the assassin et your father was also the assassin of Mrs. Jersey?" "I fancy so, as I can explain the dis- appearance of the confession in no other way. And if I remember right- ly, Bawdsey, it was you who said that the San Remo crime was connected with the one committed in this house." "I did say so," replied Bawdsey thoughtfully. He pondered for a few minutes and then looked up briskly, "Well, Mr. Brendon, that point cannot be settled without proof, and there is no use our wasting time in indulging in vain speculations. Let me tell you about the night I went to see Mrs. Jersey." "Go on," said Brendon, crossing his legs. "I am all attention." "I knew before your grandfather came to see me that you were about to pass the night here. Lola told inc." "Yes, I was foolish enough to tell her; though, to be sure, I had no great reason to conceal my visit to Train. I never knew that a murder would take place. So Lola told' you?" Bawdsey nodded. "She did. But I never intended to bother about the matter, as I did not think there was anything in your visit. But Lord Der- rington camo and put a different com- plexion ou the affair. It was his be- lief that you intended to force Mrs. jersey into confessing." "I came to appeal to her," said Bren- don dryly. "There was no thought of forcing in my mind." "Lord Derrington judged you by' himself and thought there might be. I rather agreed with him. Then, knowing his temper, I fancied if he went to see Mrs. Jersey there would be a row and a scandal, and I did not want that to happen. I was making a very good thing out of Lord Der- rington," admitted Bawdsey frankly, "and if a scandal had taken place my occupation would have been gone. I therefore determined to drug him and to go myself." "But why in his coat?" "I thought that Mrs. Jersey might not admit me. I feared lest she should order Inc out of the house unless I could gain time by being mistaken for Lord Derrington. I drugged the old gentle- man, and then, taking his coat and the latchkey, I went to see Mrs. Jersey." "At what time were you there?" "Some time before 12. I cannot say for certain. Well, Mr. Brendon, I let myself in with the latchkey, and I found the house by the red light over the door. In former years it had been any custom to guide myself in that way. I told Lola so." "Why did you tell her that?" "Oh, she knew that you were going late to the house and made a fuss about the chance of your being lost in the fog. I said that probably Train would tell you of the red light and that you you'd guide yourself by that." "Humph! Lola was always unneces- sarily kind," said George. "Well?" • "Well, I closed -the door softly and went into the sitting some." "You knew where that was?" "Of course. Don't I tell you I once lived in this house? I entered the sit- ting room. The lamp was burning, and Mrs. Jersey Was seated at the tit- . ble." Bawdsey shuddered. "There is no need to tell you more. I left the room at once, for the sight horrified me." "Why did yeu pause in the hall?" "1 ,thought I heard a footstep on the stairs, and the shock gave vie one of ref ilts—the fear of open spaces, you know. HOW did you come to learn that 1 paused in the hall?" "Because I had come down the Stairs to See 'Who Wale With Mrs. Jersey." "Ahl Then it must have been your footstep 1 heard;" eild the detective. "Well, 1 i0011 recovered and left the "What about the stilette" "It Was lying 011 the floor neat the THE table. 1 saw it glittering in the lamp- light As there was blood on it and I saw the wound I knew that Mrs, jer- sey had been killed by it, slipped it Into my pocket with a vague idea that thereby I might trace the assatirsin," "Did you leave it purposely in the coat?" "No," saki Bawdsey frankly, "I did not. I was so moved and—as a mm- = would say—dustered by the death that I forgot all about it. Lord Der- rington woke up and went home. I said nothing about the murder to him at the time, I had not the nerve. It was only after he departed that I re. membered the stiletto. I thought he might make a row and accuse me of the crime. So that is all I can tell you, "I never meant you to ace that!" Mr. Brendon, and you will see that I am not such a bad man as you try to make out." "Oh, you have spoken , clearly enough," said George. Then, after a pause: "Yes, I think you are honest, so far as I can judge. I trust you." Bawdsey looked. delighted. "Will you have a glass of wine with me to show that?" he asked, rising. "On the Arab principle of bread and stilt?" said Brendon. "Certainly." Bawdsey nodded in a pleased mon- itor and went to his sideboard at the end of the room. George mechanically took up the newspaper. His eyes were caught by' a `Cross heading, "Strange Affair In an Essex Church," and by the words "destruction of the regis- ters." Just as he was about to glance over the article, never thinking what It meant to him, Bawdsey returned with the wine and two glasses. tie uttered au exclamation of dismay when he saw the paper in George's banit" ng it, I never meant you to see that!" he said. "Why not?" replied George. "Is it this new about a lady trying to tear the registers?" He started and looked at Bawdsey, who was uneasy and pale. "It's Lola!" said George. "No, and yet --why should you not know? I believe it, is Lola, though no name is mentioned." George picked up the paper again and read rapidly. No name was men- tioned, as it said that the strange lady who had been arrested refused to give any name. It seemed that she went to Wargrove church and asked to see the registers for a certain year—the regis- ters of marriage. The sextou took the fee and showed the books. Then it appeared that the strange lady search- ed for an hour. The sexton left the vestry for a few minutes. When he returned he saw that she had torn a page out of the book. Being -taken by surprise, she had tried to conceal her theft, but the sexton seized her, res- cued the torn page and called for as- sistance. The end of it was that the strange lady—who was described as having a foreign alt•—was, arrested and pieced iu prison. "It is Lola!" said George breathlessly. DO YOU KNOW THAT BACKACHE IS THE FIRST SYMPTOM OF KIDNEY TROUBLE. 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The eyes of the two wen met. ........._. .4%... .1 . CHAPTER XX. IT was 4 o'clock' when George left Bawdsey, The two had spoken little of the newspaper paragraph which informed, them of Lola's escapade. Although her name was not • mentioned there was no doubt in the mind of Brendon that she was the cul- prIt. The newspaper gave the year of the book when the sheet was torn, and that corresponded to the year when Percy 'Vette nutrried—or had been sup- posed to marry—Rosina Lockwood, And this was the explanation otLola's ab- sence from town. She had not fled from the rebuke of Brendon, but had gone to do him an injury by destroys ing the evidence of his parents' mar- riage. This bunny was the meaning ' of her wild threat to Dorothy. ..Bawdsey was much upset over the news. Ile would have fled linmeill- tears, but after a time she began to ately to Wargrove, but some . special , smile. "Ah, you are not ehruged. It business kept him in town. However. ! was for you I did It. I wish my dear lie purposed to go the next morning by the first train. But George was going that very day. Lola could not have known that his parents had been mar- ried at Wargrove without having seen iy. "you will marry Bawdsey." Mrs. Jersey's confession wherein the «That pig—cow—horrible and miser - fact was probably mentioned. There - We! No, ah, no!" She sprang to her Lore she must have obtained the con - feet. "Never: I do swear," and produc- fession in some way. How she adders ing a small black crucifix from ber ed this, George could not conjecture. dress she kissed.it vehemently. Then he thought of Lola's hot Spanish I "Now, Lola, I wish you to tell me blood, of the stiletto—a peculiarly for- eigu weapon—and shuddered. it oc- I the truth." carred to him that Lola herself must "Ah, but I is -Ill, When you are kind- ness I tell you all." ' have stabbed the WOlUittl. I "Do you know that you have done a He found that a train left Liverpool wroug thieg?" gaze directly were Oiled with TORIA ..•. The Kind You Have Always Bought, and which has been in use for over 30 years, has borne the signature of and has been made under his perm Allow no one to deceive you in this. sonal supervision since its infancy. All Counterfeits, Imitations and "Just -as -good" are but Experiments that trifle with and endanger the health or Infants and Children—Experience against Experiment. "Never/ 1 do swear." George to myself—all—all," "You know that is Impossible." "But it is not. I will have you." "Not at all," said George deliberate - street station for Southend at ten min- utes past 5 and that Wargrove wa% a tiny rural town which could be reach- ed in. an hour. Ever quiek. and ex- peditious in his movements, at the ap- pointed time he was on his way down the country. It was a dull journey. It seemed that the new town of Wargrove was the place where the train stopped, but old 'Wargrove was three miles distant, and it was there that the parish church was situated. As it proved, there was no necessity for George to go there. Lola was stopping in the policeman's house prior to her removal to the prison at Chelmsford. Her attempt at robbery had been committed on the previous day, and Brendon thought she would have already- been removed. However, Ito was informed that there was some delay owing to the illness of the Chelmsford inspector, and therefore Lola would have to remain iu War- "Pschutt," she said contemptuously. "I give that old mans knocks ou the beads, but he is alive. Oh, yes, 1 did not kill him." "I don't mean the assault, though that is bad enough. But your trying to destroy the register of the mar- riage." "It is your fault," cried Lola impet- uously. "For loves of my George 1 did. so. I wish you not to marry any but me." "We can talk of that lat...., Lola. Answer Inc a few questions, and make no remarks." "I will do what you say, my friend," said Lola, nodding,. George thought for a moment. "How did you learn that Wargrove was the place where my parents were married?" "Ah, you want to kuow all and then trick me. I will not tell." "Then I will explain to you." "Aha, you cannots—you know noth- ings at all. Pah! La, la, la, la." grove for another twelve hours. Brett- I George spoke sternly. "Lola, I know don was glad to hear this, as it would ! more than you give me credit for. I save him it long journey. He thanked the policeman who had explained and was directed by the man to the house of his superior officer, which was on the outskirts of the town. George soon found a semi-detached house with a notice on it and on knocking at the door explained his errand to a brisk little woman. She pursed up her lips, looked inquisitively at him with bright eyes and called her husband. George produced a sovereign, but the official, although his eyes twinkled, hesitated to take the bribe. It was then that Mrs. Policeman came to Brendon's as- sistance. "Nonsense, Jeremiah," she said briskly. "Let the young gentleman see his young lady. She's dylug to have a sight of him." "Its all very well," grumbled Jere- miah. "But 'tis against the law." "You can be present at our interview 11 you like." "There, ;Termini', you can't have the gentleman saying fairer than that." Here the sharp little woman nudged her husband's arms. This was a hint for him to swallow his scruples and take the sovereign. Jeremiah agreed, and shortly the sovereign was in his pocket and he was leading George to a back upstairs room. Before introducing George to this abode it struck Jeremiah that the pris- oner had been inquired for as "the young lady." Ile stopped Brendon itt the door. 'Might you know her name, sir?" "She is the most celebrated dancer In London. and her name is Lola Velez," said George. "I .don't .suppose she'll be punished much for this. She's mad .4- times." • "Oh. If she's mad ,he'll get off light- ly, but them parish register to be torn —it's bad work that. My father were a sexton," explained Jeremiah soberly. "And natural's, yeti think Mlle. Velez has committed the most atrocious of crimes. But don't stand chattering here, my good fellow. I have to re- turn by the 9 train." "I'll wait outside," said Jeremiah as he slowly unlocked the door. Lola was seated by the window star- ing out into the darkness. On the table Was a small lamp, triol it fire burned in the grate. bola started tip when the door closed again. "Who is—who is?" she asked in her rapid way, and came toward him. "Lola," began George, but he got no further. She ran forward and cried Out: "Oh, my dear one, hast thou come in anger? Trample me, •ruake Inc as earth, beloved, but be not enraged—ah, no—ab, no!" "Lola," lie said, taking a chair near her, "I have come as out friend." "Nett in atiger—ith, but yes, itt stager," "I AM not angry. 1 any very sonl." "Atli but In your eyed—they spetkle. See Mete Vards. I do try to steal the church books. YOU are furiously en- raged." "Look at me and see." . Bet Lela would not, so George took have seen the dagger." , This time he struck. home, for she started. "What dagger?" "The stiletto you left in Mrs. Jer- sey's room." "I did nothings. I was not there." "Yes, you were. For all 1 know you may have killed the woman." "But it is foolish you talk, George. I did not. She was frightened—oh, very much afraid." "So much that she gave you the con- fession you asked for?" "Ah, yes—yes—yes," cried Lola, then seeing she had betrayed herself she began to be alarmed. "Ah, you will say nothing. 1 would not tell anys but my George. He loves me. He will not see me dead." "Good heavens, Lola, did you kill the woman?" "That fat ladys in black silk? Alt, no, I did not. But she was so afraid of the knife." "You left her alive on that night?" "Why, yes, my George. We part— oh. such good friends." Lola blew a kiss from her finger tips. "She quite pleased, immense!" "Web, Lola, as you much, you must tell me "There is nothing to plied, turning sullen. George rose. "Then I shall go away," he declared. "I came here to be your friend, Lola, and to save you from getting into further trouble. But if you will not be candid"— Ile moved to the door. "Ah, my heru•t, do not go. Soul of my soul. leave me not. I will do any - things what you ask. of me." "Then tell Inc the whole story of vont visit to Mrs. Jersev." "But you will marry Mees Vard!" "I do that in any case. See here, Lola," he added artfully, "this mar- riage register which you wisit to de - slimy does not matter now. My grand- father has acknowledged me as his heir."' She looked at iihn with wide eyed and pale cheeks. "And you will be milor—you will marry Mees Vard—you u-iIl—yn will"--. "I will a lwayS boione blend; ole!" s "You. 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I did want that confessions of the fat old lady, to stop you being milor, and then Itihno,ight you would marry only poor Lo "How did you know about the con- fession?" "That pig man told me." "Bawdsey? Why did he tell you?" "Pschutt!" said Lola contemptuously. "He loves me so, I can twist and twist him so." She made a rapid motion with her fingers. "We did talk of the death of your fathers. I lamented that my poor mother did loves your fathers un- happily, ns I did love you. And I was enraged to think that your fathers had died. I did ask Bawdsey who made the stab—gave the death?—eh, it is, so I asked," she added, nodding. "He could not say, but he declares that Mrs.—what you call her—eh, but my. friend, Mrs."— "Mrs. Jersey. Bawdsey declared that she knew?" Lola nodded. "It was so," she as - septa. 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