The Globe-republican., 1894-02-02

you. Pray stop where yc'; are. II
J talk to you presently"
81 don't know what you mean,
Monk now said. with logged despera
ton. with all this rigmarole, Mr.
Lightwood, or whatever your name is
1t seems to me You are simply raving
If I am not my cousins heir. who is
tell me that?''
His daughter, " said the man. quietly
'He never married, and he never haG
a daughter
Ills daughter, an infant twelve O,
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'"
'Your intended bride. you know
added Marshall, with an insinuatine
smile. ''Hullo, where is the young
lady?"
Monk looked round towards the dog
cart and on every side. but Matt was
nowhere to be seen.
81 see her go into that theer cart, "
said William Jones.
''Cal her!" cried Monk. "rll 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 l am doing her. ="
''Indeedn' said Mr.. Lightwood. smil-
ing. unfortunately, I, as Miss Monks
legal adviser, must have 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"
San -what-what do you
mcan?' gasped Monk, staggering as if
from blow.
Tell him, Mr.. Marshall"
"All right, sir. Well, You see, Mr..
Monk, of Monkshurst," continued the
detective, firmly. yet playfully, you're
accused of making away with-mur-
dering, in fact-a young gentleman
who came to Aberglyn a few weeks
ago in that little house on wheels; and
this nice friend of yours (here he
again tapped William Jones on the
shoulder) is accused of being your ac-
compiice."
NO. mol never done it! I'm inno-
cent, l am" cried Willial Jones.
''Tell 'em. Mr.. Monk, tell ENID
nowt to do with it!'
''Silence, you fool!' said the other.
Then he added, turning on his &C.
cusers: ''You are a couple of madmen,
l think! know nothing of the young
man you speak of. have heard that
he is missing, that is all; but there is
no evidence that any harm has come to
him, for his body has not been found"
Here Marshall turned with wink
to William Jones and nudged him in
the ribs.
Don't you think, now" he asked,
''it might be worth while looking for it
in that little underground parlor of
yours, down alongside the sea?'
William Jones uttered despairing
groan, and fell on his knees.
LII Tuiueu. lie crleu. ", MT.
Monk. it's your doing! Lord help me!
They knows everything"
Curse you. hold your tongue" said
Monk. with look of mad contempt
and hatred. ''These men are only
playing upon your fears, but they can
not frighten me-"
NO" remarked the detective. light
ing his cigar, which had gone out.
81 think we shall even manage that in
time
AS he spoke he carelessly. and as if
inadvertently. drew out pair of steel
which he looked at reflect
lively, threw up and caught underhand
in the air.
''Iou accuse me of assassination"
said Monk, trembling violently. 81
warn you to beware, for will not suf-
fer such accuse tons without seeking
redress. If you have any proof of the
truth of your preposterous charge, pro-
luce it,
ITO BE Continued