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CHAPTER TX.
coRNELIs, THE FLEMING.


vas down to breakfast early next
morning; so early, that I had the break
fast-room entirely to myself. AS l took
my seat at a table near a window facing
the sea, I saw that the waiter who came
to take my order was no other thar the
IAN Cornelis.
1T is you, is it," I began sharply. Il
must have q word or two with you in pri-
vate. Mr.. Cornelis."
With me, sir? Why for?"
Did you not tell me you heard Captain
Fawcett quarreling with the murdered
man."
ayes, sir, 80 I did. The gentleman
with the two eyes and small mustachios
twisted up"
What time was it?"
Between 5 and 6, I think; any way.
late in the afternoon
That convicts you of falsehood. AT
that time Captain Fawcett was not il
Bythesea."
Very strange if I be mistaken. }
thought it he for sure"
No, you didn't; and you had better make
q clean breast of it, or I will have You ur
before Mr.. Gray"
Il will tell you, sir; just wait q little.
This afternoon, I meet you on the North.
west cliff, near the Garchester road"
Having thus arranged matters with Cor
nelis and finished my breakfast, I walked
round to the Sessions House and was 500
closeted with Mr.. Smart and Hasnip
Then I told them of Mrs. Sarsfeld's un.
guarded remark about the value Of he,
evidence.
But who is this husband, Mr.. Sars-
c-11o WHIT n1r1l ho-o &ap~faI him fr
commit such O foul crime?"
Fear, possibly, of the murdered man."
There is nothing to show that they
we're in any way connected"
Surely something" I said; that is,
If the murdered man was really a Span.
lard"
Il think there is no doubt about that
| said Smart. Il had a letter this morning
from the Spanish Consulate in London,
describil q just such a man, but not under
the name of Cooch."
But that of Xavier de Yriarte, I sup.
poser"
Exactly; the name on the knife.
Describing him, I say, as a Spanish
m a native Of Cadiz, who waS
looking out for a ship, and wanted assist
ance."
we nave him!" I cried. 'Nr. Sarsfeld
vas . Spanish merchant, doing business
at one time in Cadiz. Inquiries must be
set on foot in Cadiz ITSELF"
Il was going to suggest It," said Mr..
Smart. Although l hardly see my way.
The borough won't stand the expense, and
unless her Majesty's treasury comes for
ward"
1T will waste too much time to apply
for funds. I will 20 to Spain myself, at
my own expense, trusting to the court to
order my reimbursement after the tnal.
I went back to the hotel, where I busted
myself for the next few hours in packing
and preparing for my sudden departure.
I left the hotel about 4 p. m. aud walked
leisurely toward the Northwest cliff. But
no Cornelis appeared.
heard the distant clock striking Eve.
Still no waiter.
The quarter struck; the hslf-hour.
Il will give him a little longer, then
walk back toward the hotel"
This was my determination when it
wanted just a quarter to six, aad in pur-
susnce OF it I strolled back to Bytheses,
still thinking no evil Of Cornelis, beyond
abusing him for perhaps obliging me- to
lose the night express.
It was dlnner.time when I regained
the hotel, and without asking for him I
went and took my usual place, looking
| round the table among the crowd Of wait
ers for the missing man.
Cornelis was NOT waiting there at all;
that was certain, and this absence at last