Lancaster daily intelligencer. [volume] (Lancaster, Pa.) 1864-1928, 1889-07-06

sence from London. Among other mIngs
photographed to our head man at Mont
real to come home at once to look after
Things when / was away. Then I had
70 contrive TO pay that five hundred
pounds to Benson, tho detective, in such
q manner rs to avoid arousing suspi.
cion. besides settling up and giving nv
decision on q thousand and ono other
matters on which tho masters word Il
needed. My time was 80 fully occupied
that was only ablo to get up to Kent.
ish Town onco between Cynthia's visit
on the "Wednesday and tho day had ar.
ranged for tho marriage, and even then
Twas only ablo to spend an all too brief
hour with her.
On tho Saturday morning Horace
knocked at my door little before the
timc for leaving, and asked to be allowed
to speak to mo privately.
This was tho FIRST time wo had met
face to face since our stormy encounter
on Tuesday evening. had written q
full withdrawal Of and apology for my
accusation, thinking to spare us both tho
awkwardness Of n personal interview on
the matter-for was obstinate enough
W ftiut ntiu tfc eltltleT anu SyHtita
the sinned against in the whole matter,
and would not risk discussion, fear
ing might be led into an expression OF
my opinion. Consequently, when Hor-
ace asked to 500 me on tho Saturday
morning, was unpleasantly surprised,
and gave rather grudging assent to his
request.
II shall not keep you five minutes, Mr..
Quinton," he said. still with that same
sullcn defiance In his manner which had
been so noticeable at our last interview;
"what have TO say can be said In very
few words wish to leave your en-
ployment, and tho sooner you can ar
range 1t tho better pleased shall bo--
indeed, II II won't Inconvenience you at
all, should prefer not to come to the
office again."
/ looked at him with what could not
help feeling was u ludicrous stare Of per-
plexity. Here was anew and unexpected
complication.
"Sit down, Horace, and let mo know
what this is about WHAT'S your reason
for wishing TO leave tho flrmY"
"Why," ho answered, In faltering
voice. first speaking q few words very
hurriedly, but without expression, as II
he had learned them by heart. and then
stammering over the next few rs though
he were ashamed Of what he was saying
--"why, tho fact Is. can't stand tho
hints and sneers of tho men In tho office
any longer. ! can SEQ that they all be-
lieve me guilty about that chcquo busi-
ness; and Of course IL is impossible that
should be openly exonernted by pub
lie declaration Of the reai-of tho truth,
30 that think II best for all concerned
that Ishould leave. Only do hope, Mr..
Quinton, that In your recommendation
to my next employer you will make him
understand that am innocent Of this
crime Of which they suspect me-"
felt tho hot blood rush TO my face as
ho spoke; II was strange how my dislike
for this boy clung to mo through every
thing.
at is not likely that should know
ingly let tho innocent suffer for the
guilty, Horace. Although you seem to
hint II, you cannot really believe II.
am disposed to think you are mistaken
In your leading fact. don't think tho
men In tho office know anything at all
about tho matter you spoke Of, and
certainly don't SEQ why thoy should asso.
ciate you with u In any way, even II
they did know. Try to shake of tho
morbid fancy and make yourself con-
tented"
"Thero Is no morbid fancy In IT," he
answered. doggcdly. "There has been a
detective asking some curious questions
Of young PhiIlips--the man who works
at the same desk with mo--and ycster.
dny old Lebcns heard Of II and said he
thought no knew what tho detective was
driving at, for no had heard from one OF
the bank clerks that there was something
wrong with ono OF Mr.. Quinton's private
cheques. i suppose that was the de-
tective who called here on "Wednesday
morning. no said-'tho morning your
sister was here, Debenham.' There was
nothing In tho words, know" added
Horace; "but from the way they were
spoken and tho queer look no gave mo, !
saw ho had somo suspicion In his mind.
Tho others looked ut mo too, and there
was an awkward silence when Levens
had finished speaking, and could see
that they scented something wrong
somewhere and that was mixed up In
II somehow; 30 think I'd better go--I
should be moro comfortable elsewhere. y
As no finished speaking sudden idea
occurred to mo.
"You had great wish to go abroad
after your fathers death, Horace; have
you that wish stillY' Ho looked at me
inquiringly. Because, IL you have" I
went on, ~ think ! can help you. How
would you like to go out TO our Mel
bourne house for year or twoY"
The cloud on his face lifted as IL by
magic.
"Do you really mean II, GeraldY' he
cried, forgetting In his delight the stiff
"Mr. Quinton" which had so amused me.
ut would be tho best turn you could
possibly do me-"
"When could you be ready TO sailr"
"Readyl Nowi On Monday--any time
yon like TO namo!'
"Nay, nay; stay and SEQ Cynthia and
mo made ono first" said, smiling at
his quickly fired enthusiasm. "The So
rata sails on Wednesday, and you could
overtake her at Plymouth on Thursday
night. Ia that soon enough for your"
For answer no stood up and took m,
hand, and thero were signs Of tears In
his eyes.
"You and have never been very goot
friends" no said, with sense Of shame
in his manner at last. "You have al
ways thought ! behaved badly to Gym
thia, and I have always resented you
interference between mo and my owl
sister. have behaved like beast al
the way through, and beg your pardon
and am very grateful to YOU"
"There's nothing to bo grateful to IN,