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Carless nodded and Mr. Pawle went on to tell of the theory he and Vinex- had evolved concerning Miss Wick~ ham’s parentage. Mr. Cariess suddenly bent forward. “A moment, Pawle," he said. "If this man Wickham reafly was the lost Lord Marketstoke, and he's dead, and he left a daughter. and the daughter’s slinkâ€"then, of course, that daughter :_ U digestion good. / Great after // smoking / “l0m‘| Spuminl Doublunhl julcy Emil co m In“ N19- . A cIerk opened the door and gianch at his employer. “_h_i_r. Methley and Mr. Woodlesford. -"Oh!” replied Mr. Carless, “letters, certificates, and the like,â€"all, accordâ€" ing to Methley and Woodlesford, ex~ cellent proofs of identity. But now, Pawle, we come to the real point of the case. The claimant had no deâ€" sire, he told Methley and Woodles- ford, to recover his title, nor the estates. He wanted to 0 back to the country in which he hatlz settled. But as title and estates Were really his, he wanted his nephew, the present hold-er, to make him proper payment.” "On receipt of which, I suppose," observed Mr. Pawle dryly, “nothing would ever be heard again of the rightful owner of all that Lord Ell- ingham possesses? Truly an admir- able spirit! I am convinced of this, Carlessâ€"that whatever the papers were which were produced by this man. they were stolen from the body of John Ashton. I'll stake all I have on that!" "' “Whaé v‘veré fié'éerrzéig’l'nziémand ed Mr. Pawlle. WRIGLEYfi' ~ ---.r "-0 one of the private residential hote in Lancaster Gate, who was desirous of legal assistance. He then told them that though he was now passing under the name of Cave, he was, in strict reality, the Lord Marketstoke who disappeared from England many years ago, who was never heard of again, and whose death had been pre- sumed. His story seemed consistent and plausible but Methley and Woodâ€" lesford are limbs of the law. They asked two very pertinent questions. Firstâ€"why had he come forward after this long interval? what evidence had he to support and prove his claim? regards the first question that of late he had lost a lot of money in Aus- tralia through speculation. He re- plied to the second by producing. certain papers and documents." Secondâ€" ‘ He answered as x ovlalgflt w Lal‘i’t'ss and uriver, whom he would remem e-r well enough, in- stead of going to ‘Iethley and Wood‘- l‘esford?” asked Carless. “Obvious thing to doâ€"if his story is a true one. For there are three per- sons ni this offiCe whoâ€"but wait!” He touched a bell; presently an elderly, grey-haired man appeared. | “Our senior clerk,” observed Mr. ‘Carless, by way of introduction. "‘Portlethwaite, you remember the |I.ord Marketstoke who disappeared some thirty-five years ago?" Mr. Portlethwaite smiled. “Quite well, Mr. Caries-s!“ swered. ‘ “Do you think you'd know him again. Portlethwaite, after all these years?" asked Mr. Carl-ass. The elderly clerk smiledâ€"more as- suredly than before, then bent for- he an- Mr. Carless looked at his ciient, who nodded his head in assent. “Well, as I’m now in possession of the facts," said he, “I‘ll tell you Pawle. The two men whom you saw coming away from Ellingham House were Methley and Woodlesford, two solicitorsâ€"I know of them, quite a respectable firm. Now, they came to Lord Ellingham yesterday afternoon with a most extraordinary story. They said that they had been called upon by ‘a gentleman now staying gt beforeâ€"then from you two, who were also strangers. Sounds like a firstâ€" ciass mystery!” “You forget,” remarked Mr. Pawle with a glance at Lord Ellingham, “th‘at we don’t know what it was that his__lordshjp's first callers lcold him." The Claimant Lord EllLingham was already there when they aurn'vedâ€"in' conference with his solicitor, Mr. Carless. “I say, Pawle,” the latter exclaim- ed, turning at once to his fellow-prac- titioner, “this appears to be a most extraordinary business! His lordship has just been telling me all about the two calls be had yesterdayâ€"first from two men whom he’d never seen 7 Keeps teeth x clean, bIeath sweet, appetite keen and \ digestion good. A .r. Methby and Mr. Woodlesford he announced. “By appointment.‘ War Every/Magi The When Exgosed to Air for that reason ls never sold in bulk. Your grocer sells this delicious blend. Try SALADA. ISSUE No. 20â€"26 CHAPTER XVII BY J. S. FLETCHER. Author of “Black Mow," ‘Seazh-vea Koo," etc. tea lose. its strength and flavor. Middle of Things TBA. , _,., ._.. . .W V.\L£alllICu-i “You don't mean it! Dear me. dear: me! A very pleasant, genial fe'luw.‘ I'm astonished, Mr. Viner." j Yiner remlved on a hold step~he‘ would take it without consuhing MrJ Pawfe or anybody. He drew Meth ley further aside, and explained his? interest. in the Ashton murder. and" his cumin-Lion that the papers Methâ€"‘ Key's client hefd were thos‘e for which Ashton. had bean murderen. ; Methiey was utterly taken ahaka and after declaring that he and his partner were in this transaction in good faiih. he went away promising lo d1) his L st to find on the frufh e§t afiitfle thing ‘é‘haémeansaloii 'rr 1-d- as h: hand I-\" “fit Viner was watching his man with all the keenness of which he was capable, and he sa\v.that this an- nouncement fell on Methiey as an absolute surprise. “God bless me!" he exclaimed. Caness’ room. “May I have a word with you?"l‘ he asked, drawing him aside. “I saw you the other night in the parlor of} the Grey Mare in Notting Hill. I heard you ask the landlord a questionl about a gentleman whom you used to meet there sometimes. You never‘ knew that man's name, nor who he was. He was John Ashton, the man who was murdered in Lonsd-ale Pas- sage!" i “Very interesting, gentlemen,” he gremarked. “But you know that the imere fact that your man is in posses- 'sion of all these documents proves inothing whatever. He may have stolen Ithem! What else has he to pruve that he’s what he says he is?” “He is fully conversant with his [family history,” said Woodlesford. “He can give a perfectly full andâ€" so far as we can judge accurate ac- count of his early life. He evidently knows all about El‘lninghxam Hall, iMarlcetstoke end the surroundings." uv» “I tell you what, gentlemen!” he went on, turning to Methiey and Woodlesford. “If you will bring your client hem, there are three of us in this office who can positively identify him on the instant if he is the man he clams to be. Posri‘tiveiy, I say, and at once! There!” _ “May one ask how?" said Woodles- The elderly clerk smiledâ€"more as- suredly than before, then bent for- ward to whisper something in his employer’s ear. and Cariess sudd-eniy laughed and nodded. “To be sureâ€"to be sureâ€"I remem her now!" he said aloud. “Do you think you’d know him again, Portlethwaitve, after all these years ‘2” asked Mr. Carl-ass. “Obvious thing to doâ€"if his story is a true one. For there are three per- sons ni this office whoâ€"but Wait!" He touched a bell; presently an elderly, grey-haired man appeared. “Our senior clerk,” observed Mr. Carless, by way of introduction. “Portlethwaite, you remember the “If your client is this man hei claims to be, why didn’t he comel straight to Carlie-SS and Driver, whom: he would remem e‘r well enough, in-l stead of going to ‘Iethley and Wood'- l‘esford?" asked Carless. Mr. Oarless hastily ran his eye over them. . 'us 01 your relationship With the late Let Him Appear IMP. Ashtonâ€"you always regarded Methley and Woodlesford wasted him as your guardian?" no time in getting to the business on! “He was my guardian," answered hand. 'Miss Wickham. “My father left me At Mr. Pawle's request they immeâ€"zin his charge.” diatel-y produced the documents which} “How long, so far as you rememâ€" were to prove their client's cilajmwber, did you live with Mr. Ashton These proofs consisted of letters, in Melbourne?” ‘ memoranda, and a will, all of which “Not very long, I think. For a pointed to the conclusion that the li‘tt‘Je time before we sailed, I Lived Claimam was indeed the long-lostlwith Mrs. Roscombe, with whom I Lord Marketstoke. .came to England. Sh» wan fhn M V m t‘ 0111. din I.cit‘-al (NICE: new low prices. I Humane Killing at Sea. 1 ‘ _ _ l $5 50 The British minister of agriculture LHAPTER -\L\ ' has ordered that every vessel in which Under Examination l Special Hotpoint Iron #1 extra. any animal is carried shall carry a a few words Mr. Pawie ac~' iproper killing instrument discharging ed Lord Eilingham with his: {a bullet or captive bolt. and approved 0115 concerning Miss Wick-i iby the ministry. parentage. ‘ . - . 4-- Cat-.355 explained that if these Improvement. .0115 were \ve.l founded. Mi-s ..Do You Sm: love me the same old um wee Count 55 of Ellingham i_L4 i ....-...0" T! CHAPTER XVIII UI‘I th‘ "U p 11 Mr. n {his transactioh went away promising to find out the truth. to doâ€"if his storyjm’ufigvyo there arelthl‘eg ger- ; name was re \‘EI'SS m had ‘. and Methâ€" left and v. w J u, .u.uu iWickham. You won’t understand all this, but you will, later. Now, one :of my clerks will get you a car, and .we’ll escort you down to it.” “No,” said Lord Ei-lingham, [promptly jumping to his feet. “AL |low meâ€"I’m youngest. If Miss Wick~ Iham will let meâ€"” “Only that she was some one whom ‘myrfather met in Australia.” The two young people went out of the room together, and the three men left behind looked at each other. There was 5. brief and significant sil- ence. “’Pon my honor,” answered Mr. Carless, “I shouldn't wonder if you’re right!” “Well, Carles‘s?" said Pawle at last. “How now?" “Weill.” Cariess conclvuded‘, “I think that’s all. Much obifiged tp you, Miss x-vy. . . “Not very long, I think. For a litt‘Je time before we sailed, I Lived with Mrs. Roscombe, with whom I came to England. She was the widow of some government official, and she was returning to England in consequence of his death. She ‘used to visit me regularly at school, | every week, and I used to spend my holidays with her until she died.” “Oh. yes! Because, before we sail- ed, Mrs. Roscombe took me to the churchyard, o-r cemetery, to see my father's and mother’s grave.” “Oh!” exclaimed Mr. Carless. “That is something else I was going to ask. You know where they are buried?” “No, only her Christian name; that was Catherine. She and my father are_ Ab_u_1‘_i_ed together.” A Canatfian General Electric Product “No, he never did. But I have an idea that he meant to tell me some- thingâ€"what, I, of course, don’t know. He once or twiceâ€"hinted that he would tell me something, some day.” 11A “One or two other questions,” said Mr. Carless. “Do you know who your mother was?" “What school did you attend?” asked Canless. “Ryedene School.” “Ryedvene! That’s one of the most expensive schools in England. Now, did Mr. Ashton never tell you any- thing nguch about your father?” Then he Pbaced Miss Wickham in an easyâ€"chalr on his right hand, and cast a preliminary benevoient glance on her. “Mr. Pawle," he began, “has told us of your relationship with the late Mr. Ashton you always regarded hirltl‘tuas your guardian?" “He vi'as rfidy guardian," answered Mis‘s. Wgckham: “My father left me “B3.y Jove!" Carless whispered to Pawle. “I shouldn’t Wonder if you‘re right.” Viner remained in the background, quietly watching, while Mr. Pawie effected the necessary introductions. He was at once struck by what seemâ€" ed to him an ind'is utable factâ€"be- tween Lord El‘ling am and Miss Wickham there was an unmistakable famin likenesa “Remember,” warned Carlese, “Miss Wickham must know nothing of your conclusions, until they are 912M." _ Three o’clock found Miss Wickham atithe offdlce of Cam-less and Driver. "Ah!" summed 'Mr.’iiav;rié. “Good â€"oxcell:ent! Bea/t bit of evidence I’ve heard of. 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