The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1890-05-10
The PiccadiOy Puzzle.
THE STORY OF 4 TERRIBLE EPISODE
IN THE LIFE OF AN ENGLISH
NOBLEMil.
BY F. w. HUME
CHAPTER N-Continued.

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Not being born fool, do, " retorled
Miss Litiorl sharply. Such go;ngs on
never saw.
Can you tell me all that took place on
that night
Mss LIT ord suited ihoughtfully.
There was bali they was eoing to-"
Who were going tor
Lady Balscombe and Miss Penfold.
They did 60, and left shortly before ten,
but before | had time to turn round they
were back again, as Lady Balscombe said
she had a headache"
Oh, so ] suppose she went to bed.'
Then YOU suppose wrong" retorted
Annie triumphaatly, for there was pus-
son wait n to see her"
\ LADY," asked Dowker eagerly.
q don't know" retorted Miss Liford
sharply. She had a veil on.
Can yoU describe her Dress"
Miss Lifford thought a moment, white
Lydia bent forward anxiously to hear her
answer.
a hat trimmed with blue and brown
velvet, aud a sealskin jacket"
Lydia Penny sank back III her seat with
a groan.
~Oh, my poor mistress!"
Your mistressl" echoed Miss Lifford,
turning sharply. 1T could not have
been Miss Sarschine who called on that
night.
But I'm certain it was" said Dowker.
w hat impertinence!" muttered the
Virtuous Annie.
Never mind, said Dowker, sharply.
$50 on with your story"
Miss Litford shifted Indignantly and
resumed:
Lady Balscombe returned at half-past
ten and went up to her dIessiDg-room,
where this-this lady was waiting for
Der. Miss Penfold went TO ell ] don t
know how long the lady vas with my
mistress, as | was told that my mi tress
would not require me again that night,
but | waited about in case l should be
wanted, and Saw the lady leave the house
shortly after eleven.
Miss Sarschine."
"Yes-at least the lady in the sealskin
jacket, and yor say it was Miss Sarschipe,
SO / suppose ii was. | then went TO IadN
Balscombe's room, but found the door
locked; SO, as ] thought she had gone to
bed, | vert down airs 10 get my supper.
When l came upstairs again, about
twelve, the door was still locked. so | went
to bed"
Lady Balscombe could not have gone
ont in the meantime,'
No: because | asked the footman il
anyone had gone out or come i'll, and he
said no one.
She could not have gone out without
attracting the notice OF the servants, ]
SUPPOSE"
No, they would have recognized her al
once. / think she waited till everyone
was in bed and then went of to meet LORD
Calliston
But you are sure she did not leave til
after twelve
I'd swear it anywhere, returned Miss
Lifford, impatiently.
in that case" muttered Dowker, III
could not have been Lady Balscombe who
saw Mr.. Desmond at Lord CalIistou's
chambers, so it must have been Lena S rs
chine.
Do you want to know more?" asked
Miss LiEord, Jelly.
Yes. Tell me, what was Lady Balls
combe like"
Miss Lifford laughed contemptuously
Why, don't you know she replied
You ought to, as she was one OF the beau
ties Of the season. Her portrait was all
the photograph on the study table, "yog
have one.
Dowker handed her the photograph.
Do You say that IS Lady Balscombe?'
Yes certainly"
What nonsense" said Lydia. Why
that is Miss Sarschine.
/ never saw Miss Sarsehine retorteC
Miss Litforl, but ! know that's LaIy
Balscombe +"
4 never saw Lady Balsconbe, replied
LYDIA, angrily, but [ know thaIs Miss
Sarsch ne"
Dowker looked from one to the Other
and then slipped the photograph into his
poke along With the letters aud the othel
photograph.
There's only one way Of settling this.
he sald quietly. I'll call on the photog
rapher and ask him who it Is.
He gave Annie Lifford some money
ard then lett the house wrapped il
thought.
his IS new complication, lie sale
70 himself, this resemblance-they mus
tie very like one another If their maids
lnlE them up like this-and then Len.
Slrschlne calling on Lady Balscombe;
wonder II there can be any RELATIONSHIP
between them-not likely-a lady of It'll,
and woman of light eharacter-wefl.
finished mp Bcwker, plilosophicaIly. g.
think the best thing for me o do is 10 dis
cover as much about Lena Sarschine'
previous life rs possible, auI to do thi
Il run down to Folkestoue and Icok NJ
Captain Michael Dick sfaIl