The Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1885-1886, 1886-09-11

fret she did. I've nobody but him in the
world, Mrs, Moff, she sad--my name being
Mof-'aud | can't bear him to be al ways
away. There was time when he spent all
his evenings at home And then the tears
would roll down her poor holler cheeks, and
it went to my cart 10 see her so miserable.
| had fe!ler-feeling, YOU see, sir, for know
how it woTrits me when nv master stops
late at ths Coach and Horses on a Saturday
| night"
"Ah, but its different with husband A
| wife has right to be eSacting--not sister.
Now, tell me how they left the place, and
all about It. I'm interested in this poor girl,
| and perhaps l may be able TO befriend her,
Where did they go!7
"He was gong 10 take her 10 some place
| near the sea, on the other side of Grand
chester. and a good way of The name has
gone clean out of my head He was very
| kind to her from the time she fell ill She
told me so with her own lips. Castor was
! never so kind 10 me in his life, she says
| He fsncied it was the air here that didn't
agree with her, she told me, and it is rather
a relaxin' air, sir. | feel it SO sometimes
myself, and if it wasn't for my drop of beer
should go off in a dead faint
what kind of a young woman was Miss
Foy! Was she like her brother"
mo, sir, shs were not l never laid eyes
on a brother and sister more unsmilar. She
had been very pretty, there's ne denying
that but her nervous worriting ways had
that worn ard preyed Upon her that she was
old and 'aggard before her time. She had
| light brown hair, and a fair skin and blue
| ewes and dassaY she had been a. pretty figure
| before she wasted away like, hut her ealth
were never good from the time l knew her.
"Dd YOU see her the day she went awayP
| asked the vicar.
at wasn't a day. sir. She went late at
| night by the last train to Grandchester.
| She was to sleep in Grandchester and go on
to the seaside next morning; and l do say
that it wasn't the right thing for young
| person in her state of 'ealth to travel late on
a winters night. But there, poor young
Teller. it wasn't his fault, for he had to be at
the office all day"
@She was wrapped up warmly, supposed p
| "Yes, she wore a thick Scotch plaid shawl
that he bought her the winter before"
! "Rlack and red,7 asked the vicar"
"Black and red" assente1 the woman
| with some astonishment Zone would think
| you'd seen il, sir.
II told you | was interested in the young
lady" answered the vicar vaguely.
He took out his memorandum book, and
| wrote down the date and hour of the young
woman's removal from Rose cottage She
had left in the one cab that piled between
Parminter village and the Parminter Road
station. The cabman could be forthcoming
if be were wanted, Mrs. Moff protested
7 4i,r- I..1 r.,
| woman with n crown piec7, half of which
he stipulated was to be given to the little
girl when she came home from her errand,
and then he walked briskly back to the
station, which was a good half mile from
Lawson lane. He was lucky enough TO get
a train in less than half an hour. and he wa.
back in Grandchester at three o'clock in til,
afternoon.
Here he took a cab and drove straight t,
Mr.. Brock banks Office, to whom he impaired
all be had done.
"Upcn my soul. you're q clever fellow
vicari' cried the lawyer; "you ought 10 hav,
been something better>than parson'
"You mean ] ought 10 have been some
thing that pays better. Now, look here
Brockhank, you must start Off to Mlldal,
by the first train, and get the coroner t,
order a post morteIn. No post morten
necessary. forsooth, said that fool of loca
surgeon, because the immediate cause o
death was obviously iaudanum Why, IL
clear to my mind, from what I've heart
to-day, that this poor creature was slowl,
done to death by arsenic, and that the dos
of laudanum was onlp given at the last t.
accelerate the end"
| NJ Rroct bopI, tha forea n tbir
ment, and looked at ouce to his railway tim
table.
There's train at $50" he said; 81 ca,
90 go by that And now what are you goin
to dog
Il shall call on Mr. Umpleby and try an
stop to-morrow's wedding"
"What motive can this Foy have had 70
getting rid of his sisterr specialized th
lawyer.
every lite motive, / should imagine, fo
getting rid of a sister. But what If tn
young woman was something more 7difiicul
to dispose Of than a sisterl What if she wa
his wifei These two young people live
quite alone in q country lane. 1t we
easy for them to live as man and wife, ye
pass for brother and sister, The chal
woman's account shows that the poor CIR
was Jealous and unhappy. She fretted o
account of Foys late hours They wer
, overheard quarreling. Take my word for Il
Brockbank, that unfortunate young woma
was wife--a wife of whom Mr. Foy gre'
, mortally tired when he found that it was o
the cards for him to marry Miss Umpleby
with a handsome dowry, and the prospect {
rapid advancement in the house. Now
want you to set one of your clerks at worl
0 without an hours delay, to hunt up the ev
A dence of such marriage either in churc
Tor at q registry Office.
n at shall be DONE" said Brockbank. @An.
2 thing more7"
@Only this much: l have written an a.
/ vertisement which will appear tomorrow
S three local dailies.
d He read the draft of his advertisements
n 3This may bring us information as to Il
next stage in that poor young woman
journey after she left Parminter." he sal