The pioneer express. [volume] (Pembina, Dakota [N.D.]) 1883-1928, 1896-05-01

THAT is in the letters" sncered Stan.
ley.
Abraham looked cunningly, and then
said: He has succeeded in finding a
certain old lady,"
still In the letters, with the Christ
ian name of the old woman's daugh-
ter" again sneered Claremont.
"Ah! If that name had not been in
the letters!' cried Abraham, and,
Struggling his shoulders; but it was
fortunately for" He paused, fixed
a knowing look on Clarcmont. and
then added, "for both of u.s.
Stanley was chatting impntiently, but
the peddler was not to be hurried in
his speech.
'ln the neighborhood of Brompton,"
he went on, slowly, ''in a certain
street -"
Still in the letters" interrupted
| Stanley. with a grimace which ex-
pressed great contempt for the ped
dler. Poor idiot, you are not invent
ive--would he to me a useless auxili-
airy. At the first favorable moment l
shall myself endeavor-"
'Youself!' interrupted Abraham,
and with the coarse laugh which had
before enragcs Claremont. "Oh, 1
Know there is a grandmother in the
letter. and know that street in
BromptOn-'tis inhabited almost entire
| " by grondmothers. You would get
on very we'll with the first eight or
ten; ut the fifteenth, you would be dis
heartened-at the twenty-third dis
gusted-and at about the thirty-fourth,
you would fall down in a swoou."
And long and loud laughed the ped
dler, while Stanley Claremont furious
ly paced the deck.
Presently, again placing himself be-
fore Claremont, and stopping that
| gentleman in his agitated walk, Abra-
ham said, cunningly: "How easy the
matter would be for you If you knew
that old grandmother's namc."
Stanley understood him.
You know that Nance" he cried,
eagerly.
'Allow me to say" he replied, that
l have not yet touched that twenty
pound note
Claremont hastily drew forth his
portmonnaie, and thrust q bank note
into the pcddler's hands.
And Abraham Mailer held the note
up to the light and carefully examined
the water-mark. while Stanley was
stamping With impatient rage, which
was almost beyond his power of con.
troll.
But the peddler was not to be put
out OF his way. When he had thor
oughly satisfied himself that the note
was genuine. he proceeded to fold it
into q very small compass, and then,
slowly and carefully, he placed it away
In small pocket within the lining OF
his waistcoat.
| And when all that was done. he at
/ last. and winklng at Claremont, said:
Dame Willoughby."
] Stanley was satisfied that the ped
der had spoken truly. for now he re-
mcmbered that which he had vainly
endeavoled to recall. Yes, Rosa Will
oushby had been the name which, only
once. and long since, he had heard his
| uncle murmur.
AND he was thinking that this lone
old woman it would be easy to intimi-
date, and was wishing himself near
her at that moment, fir then would he
force her to speak the other name
which lie desired to know.
AS If he had OWNED the others
thoughts, the peddler said: There is
no need that you should trouble Mrs.
Willnughby. l can give you the young
| gentleman'S name, which is that of his
| reputed father"
Looking straight into the peddler's
| eyes, Claremont said: How much
| for that young mans name!"
"A most profound and intelligent
question:" observed Abraham. "'How
| much"-WOrds which are everything
in this world"
''1ell me that namew demanded
| C!aremont.
The peddlcr tapped against the pock-
| ct in which he had placed the bank
aote.
'"rhc poor fellow is rather lonely -
he said; another to keep him com
pany, and the name is yours"
Claremont gave him another twenty.
pound note, with which the peddler
went slowly through the same pan
tomine as with the preceding one.
Stanley waited as patiently as he
| might, and then exclaimed, "Now you
are paid. speak. Where may I find
Rosa Wiloughby's son?'
| Abraham Mailer glanced towards
the spot where few Of the passengers
had just then gathered into q group
and said, "He is not far from you al
this moment"
Stanley Claremont's followed the di
rection in which the peddler's had al
ready taken.
zone Of that group?" Stanley asked
Abraham nodded in reply.
"But which Of them?"
'You are too intelligent not to have
already guessed that" said the pedllel
Not Sydney Drummond!".e exclaimed
Stanley.
Yes, upon my honor"! responded
Abraham Mailer.
"Then, should old Frampton disclose
all to my uncle. so much the worse fo1
Sydney Drummond," Stanley said
with deep and concentrated malignity
Everything had by this time arrived
and black and stormy clouds had beer
gathering around: and as Stanley
Claremont uttered his threat, some
streaks Of lightning for q moment FLU
minated the horizon, and then werl
heard the angry rumblings Of distan,
thunder.