Waterbury evening Democrat., 1894-08-21

inn trds pour brother ETdncfS." say the man whom you believed to be Francis was murdered, yet you left Francis alive and we'll at Marshmin- ster."
 ''I thought Francis was you"
 "Ahi Deceived by our resemblance, no doubt"
 "Yes, I think so." I replied, not wishing to tell him my suspicious
 Well, you see you made a mistake. Francis is at Marshminster, and am here, I suppose" he added jokingly. "You are quite convinced that am Felix?''
 ''I was quite convinced the other man was Francis.
 "Great heavens, man, you surely don't doubt that am Felix Briarfield?" he cried irritably, rising to his feet
 'I don'tl I can'tr'
 Perhaps you thought it was whom you met at the inn?''
 "No, because the man I met at the jpn is dead. Besides he had a wound on his right hand, and you have not.
 Its n queer business altogether, said Briarield, walking to and fro. 'T cannot but agree with your idea of hal Inclination"
 1T tell you it is too real for halluci- nation.'
 ''Then how can you explain it?'' he demanded sharply, passing before me.
 "I can't explain it, I replied help lessly
 "If you had discovered the corpse when you returned to the inn, there might be some chance of solving the mystery. But you admit there was no corpse there"
 "Not the vestige of one"
 ''Then that proves the thing to be hallucination, he said triumphantly. ''If the man was murdered, who would take the trouble to remove the corpse?'
 "Strent might have done so to con- ceal the evidence of his crime.
 He fled the previous night by your own acknowledgement. The whole thing is ridiculous. If 1 were you, Denham. I would see q doctor. That brain of yours is in q dangerous statc.'
 ''In spite of all you say. am certain 1t was Francis l met at tho inn
 'How can that bc when be whom you met is dead and Francis l. alive? It could not bc Francis, and as I have not bcru out of Paris il could not have been me. - Then who was it:'' Some strang. r. no doubt, in whom you SAW :. facial resemblance to us"
 'ImpnSsiblcr'
 esq th.Ik." said Briarficld signifi- cantly. For tly part, think you arc subject to dclusiuns Do Eot pursue this case. my friend, UT you may find your self in lunntic asylum.
 Will you come over to Marshmin- stcr and help mo to solve the mystery"
 Certainly not. Dcnham. My plans are all made for Italy. and go there tomorrow. certainly don't intend to put them of for such n wild goose chase as you wish me tO indulge i'll. ''
 l took up my hat and prepared tu go The matter was beyond my cOmprchcn- sion.
 ''Thero is nothing for mo but to re- turn to England"
 Do" said Briarficld in a pitying tone. and give up following this will o'-the-wisp." ''It seems hopeless enough" "Well. so far as I can sec, 1t seems madness-nothing more nor less My brother Francis is at Marshminster. You sec me hero, SO it is absolutely i'm possible you could have met either of us at that inn, the more so as the man you met is dead, and WIG arc both alive"
 "Yes Facts arc too strong for me, v I said, holding out my hand. "Goodby. Briarfield. Many thanks for your kind- ness; but, oh, man." added, with a burst of bitterness, ''what does it all mean?"
 "It's hallucination. said Briarficld. "Placo yourself at onco in the hands of n doctor.