The enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 188?-1899, 1893-12-20

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YOU. Pray stop where you are. IN
talk to you presently" Il
81 don't know what you mean,
Monk now said. with dogged despera-
tion, with all this rigmarole, Mr..
Lightwood, or whatever your name Is.
IL seems to me you are simply ravipg.
If am not my cousins heir, who Is
tell me that?" t..ir
.'His daughter, said the man, n,quietly.
"He never married, and he never had
o daughter" ,5.,., .5
'.His daughter, an infant twelve or
fourteen months old, sailed to England
with him, was shipwrecked with him,
but saved by special Providence, and
has since been living In this place un-
der the name Of Matt Jones'" .s,sii
nYour intended bride, you know
added Marshall, with an insinuating
sn,ile. "Hullo, where is the young
lady?" v..ltj,a
Monk looked round towards the dog
cart and on every side, but Matt was
nowhere to be seen. ,r,p5
"I see her go into that theer cart
said William Jones. 4.,-il /.
oCall her!" cried Monk. ''I'll stay no
longer here. Listen to me, you two.
Whether you are telling the truth or
lies, that girl is going to become my
wife-I have her guardians, consent,
and she herself, may tell you, fully
appreciates the honor am doing her. !"
"Indeedr' said Mr.. Lightwood, smn-
ing. "Unfortunstely, /, as Miss Monks
legal adviser, must have a say In the
matter. Doubtless this marriage would
be very pretty arrangement for keep
ing the late Col. Monks fortune and
property in your possession, but ! can
not conscientiously approve OF the
young lady's marriage to an assassin.
IAN Observation-Disclosures do you
mean?" gasped Monk, staggering as II
from blow.
Tell him, Mr.. Marshall"
"All right, sir. Well, you see, MI
. Monk, of Monkshurst," continued the
l detective, firmly, yet playfully, you're
accused of making away with-mur
I dering, in fact-a young gentleman
who came 10 Aberglyn few week.
? ago in that little house on wheels; ant
this nice friend OF yours (here h
again slapped William Jones ON th'
shoulder) Is accused of being your &C
complice."
> mo! mol never done i'll I'm limo
cent. | am!n cried William Jones
Tell 'em, Mr.. Monk, tell emf
:, nowt to do with itr'
"Silence, you foolr' said the other
70 Then he added, turning on his az
cusers: 'You are n couple of madmer
9 l think! know nothing Of the youn
!, man YOU speak of. have heard tha
% he is missing, that is all; but there
IS no evidence that any harm has come
p him, for his body has not been found
Here Marshall turned with win
d. TO William Jones and nudged him
the ribs.
ly Don't you think, now" he aske'
n "it might be worth while looking for
er in that little underground parlor
OF yours, down alongside the seaP"
William Jones uttered despairir
groan, and fell on his knees.
I'm ruined!" he cried. 20, N
Monk, it's your doing! Lord help N
They knows everything"
Curse you, hold your tongue" sa
\ Monk, with look of mad contem
\ and hatred. "These men are on
Ii playing upon your fears, but they ca
not frighten me-"
II mo" remarked the detective, ligi
ing his cigar, which had gone OF
II think VIC shall even manage that
time"
> As he spoke he carelessly, and as
inadvertently, drew out pair OF ST.
handouts, which he looked at rche
a lively, threw up and caught underhal
Y In the air.
"You accuse nc OF assassination
r said Monk, trembling violently.
y warn you TO beware, for will not s
fer such accusations without seeki
redress. II you have any proof OF
truth of your preposterous charge p
~ duce it,"
lad lTo DE coNTIsUED.l