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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
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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.
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"Yes," assented Bawdsey, also pale. ber dna and made her
"She evidently tried to destroy the Oils $ata Ills eYes. Lola s
deuce et your mother's marriage."
George gave a cry. "Wargrove," he
said, "Wargrove in Essex. It was in
the parish church that the marriage
took place. And Lola knew—Lola"— ,
IIe paused. The eyes of the two wen
met.
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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." '
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He found that a train left Liverpool wroug thieg?"
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"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. 'Will 4littrey: 'AfeeN ollird?" 'she
beesista • '
"Lola"—he took her hand—"if we mar-
ried we would never be happy. I and
you are different people. Do you wish
,.to see me happy?"
"Yes—yes—but it is all so quick, my
dear. Give tithes—oh, give times till I
become used." She sobbed for a no.
ment, then dried her eyes and sat down
briskly. "I am ready, my George. You
Shall be happy, but you must not for-
get poor Lola—ah, no!"
"Of course not," replied George, pat-
ting her bend. "N'oW tell me the story.
Wait. Was it your mother who told
you of my father's death?"
"Yes," assented Lola. "She often
talked of your father."
"I heard she was in Wee 'with him,"
Said George slowly.
Lola shrugged her shapely ishiatildere.
"That 1 knew not. lily dear inOtbet
have told so
all."
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fend of gayness. She might have loved
—eh—it is not impossibles."
"Did she ever hint who killed my fa-
ther?"
Lola shook her head. "No. Never
did she say anythings. He was found
dead—stabbed"—she made a gesture—
"that was all—all!"
Evidently she could tell him nothing,
so George reverted to more immediate
matters. "How about that night? You
knew that I was going to Mrs. Jersey's
on that night?"
"Ah, but yes. You did tell me."
"Then what made you come also?
Was it to see me?"
Lola put her finger in her mouth and
looked down. "No, nly George. 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. "Mrs.—what you call that fat
Indys—she write out all she know
of your father's death and of his mar-
riages. 1 say to myself that I would
get that coilfe'Ssidn and learn Wheal
the marriage WAS Thuile. Thew I **0111,iii
.1.1hrh the beeristhat no one Might Wards
After 1 would shy to you that I could
tell who killed your father if you
made me madame your wife."
"That's a very pretty plot," said
Brendon. 'ISo far you have carried it
out. You have the confession"—
Lola put her hand on her breast, "He
is here," site said, nodding. "1 Carries
him always—always:"
"Give it to me, 1.01e."
Iter eyes opened in wide alarm.
j "Ali, no, you will not ask me. 1 keep
him to Myself all."
George saw that the moment was
not propitious. But be was deter-
! Mined to get the confession before be
lett her. Ilewever, he begged her to
continue her story. "How did you
know the house?' he Asked.
"It was the scarlet Windows" -
(To be continued.)
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