The Indianapolis sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis, Ind.) 1880-1904, 1885-05-31

Bartley.
Name not known.
why. he used 10 be here. l was In
his employ"
No; nobody knew Mr.. BARLEY.
Could he see Mr.. AtkinsonY
Certainly. Mr.. Atkinson would be
there at two o'clock.
Monckton, after some preamble, ask
ed whether he had not succeeded in this
business TO Mr.. Robert BARLEY.
No. He had bought the business
from Mrs. Duplex, a.widow residing in
this town. and he happened to know
that her husband had taken IL from
Whitaker, n merchant at Boston.
lis he alive, siri"
IL believe so, and very well known"
Monckion went of TO Whitaker, and
learned from him that no had bought
the business from BARLEY, but IL was
many years ago, and he had never heard
of the purchaser since that day.
Monckton returned TO London baffied.
What was he TO d0Y Go TO secret-ln-
Quiry olicep Advertise that IL Mr..
Robert BARLEY, late of Hull, would
write To n certain agent. he would hear
OF something To his advantage He did
not much fancy either of these plans.
lie wanted To pounce on BARLEY, or
Hope, or both.
Then he argued thus: BARLEY has
got lots OF money now, or he would not
have given up business. Ten TO one he
lives in London, or visits IL. will try
the Park"
Well, he did try the Park, both ut the
riding hour and the driving hour. lie
saw no BARLEY Mt either time.
But one day IN the Lady's Mile, rs he
listlessly watched the carriages delile
slowly past him, with every now and
then jam, there crawled past him
smart victoria, and In it q beautiful wo-
man with glorious dark Eyes, anda love-
ly little boy, the very image of her. 1t
was his wife and her son.
Monckton started, but the lady gave
no sign of recognition. She bowed, but
IL was 10 n gentleman at Monckton's
side, who had raised his hat To her with
marked respect.
What beautiful crechaarP said n
little swell TO the gentleman in ques-
ton. you know her?"
Very slightly"
"Who is she? A duchess?"
mo; a stockholders wife, Mrs. Bra
ham. Why, she is known beauty"
That Was enough for Monckton. He
hung back little, and followed the car
riage. He calculated that if it left the
Park at Hyde Park Corner, or the Mar
BILE Arch, he could take hanson and
follow il.
When the victoria got clear of the
corner, Mrs. Braham leaned forward q
moment and whispered word to her
coachman. Instantly the carriage DASH
ed at the Chesterfield Gate and into
Mayfair at such swift trot that there
was no time TO get cab and keep it in
sight.
Monckton lighted cigarette. Clever
grill" said he, satirically. "She knew
me, and never winked."
The next day he went to the lawyer
and said, Il have little favor to ask
you, sir"
The lawyer was on his guard directly,
but said nothing.
IAN interview-in this office-with
Mrs. Braham."
The lawyer WINGED, but went on his
guard again directly.
Client of ours"
"Yes, sir"
"Brahamp Braham?" said the lawyer,
affecting TO search the deep caverns of
professional memory.
"Stock-brokers wife"
"Where do they live?"
what don't you know? Place of
business hread-needle Street. Place
of bigdmy-Portman Square"
Il have no authority to grant a per-
sonal interview with any such person."
But you have no power to hinder
one, and it is to her interest the meet
ing should take place here, and the
stOck-broker be out of it."
The lawyer reflected.
"Will you promise me it shall be a
friendly interview? You will never go
to her husband?"
"Her stock-broker you mean. Not l.
If she comes to me here when l want
her."
will that be often?"
81 think not. | have better card to
play than Mrs. Braham. l only want
her to help me to find certain people.
Shall we saw twelve o'clock tomorrow ~