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had read in Walter Cundalls letter that
morning, for she dreamt that he was tax
ing his farewell Of her; only it seemed
that they were back again in the conser-
vatory attached to Lady Chesterton's ball
room.
She was seated in the same place as she
had been when he told her of his love;
she could hear the dreamy strains Of the
very same waltz-nothing was changed,
except that it seemed darker, much dark
err; and she could do little more than rec
ognize his form and see his dark, sad
eyes fixed on her.
Then he bent over and kissed her gently
on the forehead-more as it seemed in her
dream, with a brothers than a lovers
kiss-and said: Farewell, forever! In
this world we two shall never meet
again.
| Then, as he turned to go, she saw be-
hind him another form with its face
shrouded, but with figure that seemed
wonderfully familiar to her, and, as he
faced it, it sprang upon him.
| And with Shrek she awoke--awoke
to see the bright sun shining outside and
to notice that the hands or the clock
pointed to nearly eight
| And her first action was to kneel by
the side Of her bed and to thank heaven
that it was only dream.
Her disturbed rest made her. perhaps,
a little paler than usual in the morning,
but had thus only added a more delicate
tinse to her loneliness. AS she stood
talking to young Montagu on the yeranda,
this youth began to wish that he was
Lord Penlyn.
1t was at this time that, to the different
groups scattered about there came ru-
NOR that horrible murder had been
committed in London last night, or early
that morning.
A few persons, who had come down by
the last special train, had heard some
thing about it, but they did not know any
thing Of the details; and two or three
copies Of the first editions Of the evening
papers had arrived, but they told very lit
tie, except that undoubtedly II murder had
taken place, and that the victim was, to
all appearances, a gentleman.
Get paper, Montagu,' the baronet
said, ''and let us see what it is
He came back in few moments, hay
ing succeeded in borrowing a second ed-
ton from a friend, and he read out to
them the particulars, which were by no
means full.
1t appeared that, after the storm in
London was over, which was about three
o'clock in the morning, policeman going
on his walk down the Mall Of St James
Park, had come across a gentleman lying
by the ratings that divide that part OF
it from the gardens a gentleman whom
he at first took to be overcome by drink.
On shaking him. however, he discovered
him to be dead, and he then thought he
must have been struck by lightning. A
further glance showed that this was not
the case as he perceived that the dead
man was stabbed in the region Of the
heart, that his watch and chain had been
wrcnched away There being broken
piece of the chain left in the button hole,
and, if he had any, his papers and pocket
book taken.
His umbrella which was without any
name or engraving, was by his side; his
linen, which was extremely fine, was un-
marked, and his clothes, although drench-
ed with mud and rain, were Of the best
possible quality.
That, up to now, was all the informa-
ton the paper possessed.
, ''How dreadful to think Of man being
murdered in such public place as thatv'
Ida said. "Surely the murderer cannot
long escaped &sas
1t was glorious evening after a glori-
Gus day; and, some laughing and talking,
some flirting, and some discussing the
days racing and specializing on that of
the morrow, they soon forgot all about
the tragedy.
Not one Of them supposed that the muir
dered man was likely to be known to
them. nor that the crime had broken up
their Ascot week. But when they had
gone to their rooms to dress for dinner,
they learned that the dead man was
known to them. 'fRtt&
A telegram had come to Sir Paul from
his butler in London, saying: ''The gen
tleman murdered in ST.. James Park last
night was Mr.. Cundall. He has been
identified by his butler and servants"
CHAPTER VII. tf
About the same time that Sir Pau!
Raughton received the telegram from
London, and was taking counsel with one
or two Of his elder guests us to whether
he should at once tell Ida the dreadful
news or leave it till the morning, Lord
Penlyn entered his hotel in town. &
His face, which usually bore good
color, was CHASTITY pale, his eyes had
| great hollows anu deep rings around
them, and even his lips looked as il the
blood had left them
He had come from his club, where.
since it had been discovered vino the vic
| tim of last nights tragedy was, nothing
else but the murder had been talked
about, as was also the ease in every club
and public place in London, and he now
mounted the steps of the hotel with the
manner of a man who was either very
weak or very weary.
Lord Penlyn entered his room and took
up letter that was lyingFon his table,
and proceeded to open it, throwing him
self at the same time wearily into an arm
chair
He read it carefully from beginning to
end. and then dropped it on the door as
he put his hands up to his head and wall
cd:
Murdered! Murdered. When he had
written this letter only an hour before