The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1890-08-17

dog-cart going down into Bath. Killed
stone dead, they say. A nephew of his has
got it now; nice young chap he is. He is
not COrbyn though, but l expect like
enough he will take his uncle's name"
| The three occupants of the carriage had
been gazing iutently at the house as he
spoke. Madame Duport had stood up the
better to examine it.
st is a grand place." she said, as she sat
down, land to think that it ought to be
yours, la petite"
Constance shivered.
1T is too large and too lonely" she said,
| 81 don't want 1t; ! Only want to clear her
name; when that is done / shall be quite
content with enough for us to live quietly
and happily at st. Malo."
Robert Harbut had turned round and
was leaning forward against the drivers
seat.
"What sort of man was the late Mr.
Corbyni have heard his name BEFORE
"He was very much respected, sir heard
that he was good landlord and was thought
| a great deal of down in Bath
And his nephew succeeds him, you say.
What's his names"
"Clitheroe. 1t is lucky windfall for
him. His own place is over the other way.
and they say was mortgaged pretty heavily
in his fathers time. II it had not been for
that slippery bit Of hill he might have had
to wait a long time before he came In for
the Court, for Mr.. Corbyn was not more
than 40 and might have lived to sou
Mr.. Harbut continued to chat to the
coachman on the subject of the COrbyns for
some time, but gained no information of
any Importance. On arriving at the lodg-
ings he said to Constauce:
II will come in at 8 o'clock to hear
whether you have gathered any news from
those papers"
When Robert Harbut called in the even
ing at the lodgings he was received by
Madame Duport.
"She has gone to lie down." she said.
"Poor child, she has gone through the
packet containing the letters of her mother
to her parents; there are ten of them She
wrote once a month. Here they are Con-
stance wished you to read them, but we fear
that they will not help us. She tells about
her home, and how she longs to See them
again, but nothing that we can see that will
| help US at all. She never mentions the name
of the place she writes FROM and only puts
| Italy, or Switzerland, or Germany"
| Perhaps | had better read them ~ Robert
| Harbut said; ''some chance word may give
| US a clew."
The letters were all in the envelopes in
which they had cen received, and were
numbered one to ten; the first he read care
fully and laid aside, the Others be merely
| glanced through. The writer always spoke
of herself as we'll and happy, always said
that her husband was very kind, and that
she was enjoying the sight of the foreign
countries she had read about. The greater
part of each letter was devoted to her old
home, to her longings TO see her father and
mother again. to her regret at the pain she
must have caused them, and to her hope
| that she should some day be able to atone
for it aud to have them near her in COM
fort
They were natural, loving letters, and as
he put them down Robert Harbut said tc
himself, There is no doubt whatever that
the poor little girl thought herself married
though, of course, the blackguard may
have deceived her by false marriage"
All these nine letters bore the London
postmark; it was evident that in order &c
prevent any clew as to their place of resi-
dence being obtained, Algernon Corbyn had
sent them under cover to London, TO be
posted there. The first letter was written
in pencil, evidently in great haste, and, the
barrister thought, without the knowledge OF
her husband.
1t was as follows:
DEAREST FATHER AND MorHER-l
have been awfully wicked in running away
from you without telling you where l was
going, but l hope some day you will forgive
it was necessary to be secret. l love him 80.
We were married this morning. / hope soon
to be able to tell you all. l should be the
happiest woman in the world if my heart
did not seem breaking at the thought of the
trouble have caused you. Pray forgive
me, and think as kindly as you can Of your
loving daughter Constance"
The letter itself gave no clew, but the
envelope did, for it bore the postmark
| Folkesrone
"Well. monsieurg Madame Duport asked
as Robert Harbut laid the letters aside and
turned his chair from the table at which be
had been reading them.
sit is we'll, Madame Duport. This first
letter gives us the clew we want; it Is posted
at Folkestone, there is the postmark on the
| envelope There is no doubt Mrs. Corbyn
scrubbed that letter and posted it without
her husbands knowledge. She knew she
pain her parents were suffering, and could
not delay writing to assure them that she
was married. OF course, it is just possible
that the marriage took place in London,
and that they went down to Folkestone i'm
mediately after the ceremony, and that she
dropped the letter In postoffice that even =
ing, and went on board the steamer at
Dover next day, for l do not think the
boats run from Folkestone then. However.
| it is evident that Folkestone Is the next
place to try at; If we do not find the mar
riage registered there, 1t is almost certain to
have been either in London or at Canter-
Jury, SO budb Ia huy case = great step has
been made / say honestly, that when l
started from London yesterday morning, l
had only The very faintest hope we should
ever succeed. Now I really think we shall
do so. consider that our success so far has
beea quite remarkable There is nothing
more for us TO do here now; l think that
we may as well go up to town In the morn
| ing"
Two days later Robert Harbut, with his
two clients, arrived at Folkestone, and at
once proceeded to the parish church. They
had no difficulty in finding the residence
of the clerk he was man Of about 35 years
old.
Mr.. Harbut said:
II want to search the register for record
of marriage"
Every well, SIR" the man said, taking
down key, 1.-THE registers are in a safe ia
the vestry. What year was it ing'
Somewhere about the end of 1S49, be-
lieve. Was your present vicar here al that
| timer
"Oh. no, sir; he has only been here seven
or eight years, the old vicar died IN 1859. He
and my father, who was clerk before me.
died within three days Of each other. There,
sir. these are the registers; let me zee, 1S49.
Yes, they end with this volume, the next
begins 1885,"
The marriage should have taken place on