The copper country evening news. [volume] (Calumet, Mich.) 18??-1907, 1897-09-11

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the letter.
She sat and listened in the deepes
pain and not without some twinges o
self reproach as she read between tn
words of the letter the evidence Of
heart battling with an overwhelming
sorrow and driven in upon itself 70
lack of the helping counsel of womanl.
sympathy.
The reading of the letter left he
completely bafiled and bewildered.
"What can it mean, Jatfray? Wha
can the poor girl mean? Have you ~
sort of clew, nothing Of any kind t
guide you? What does she mean?-
Would to God that | could still put
"husbandr'' You don't-you've nC
cause to doubt herr"
"None, answered Sir Jaffray stern
~. IL would answer for her against
the world. She has been driven to this
last desperate act by something-heaven
knows what-from which 1 could not
shield her. Why did she not tell meY'
"What could there be to tell?"
GLOW can even guess, mother?"
"Can we look TO the past for a clew,
do you think? las she ever told you
the history of the years with her
father
Never a syllable that would throw
a CLEAN of light on such a mystery as
this. OF course not. l tell you II is in
applicable, absolutely mystery. But
now there is no time for mere talk |
must act. must be doing something,
or shall 90 mad. "
Lady Walcote paused moment and
watched Sir Jaffray as he walked rap
Idly from one end of the room to the
other, grasping the letter in one hand,
his stern, gloomy face bent forward.
"There are two people who may
know something that may help you
Mrs. Villyers and that Frenchman, M.
Turrian. You had better see them
both, said Lady Walcote deliberately.
If you can get a glimpse of her reason
for leaving here, it may help you to
guess where she would be likely to go,
and so to trace her. You mean to look
for her, of course?'
Il will never rest till find her and
bring her back, +" be cried passionately,
"if spend the rest Of my life in the
searchl But am absolutely at loss
even to guess where she would he like
ly to 90, and it drives me mad,
There are people whose business it
is to make such a search. "
ayes, | shall have down the best
man | can hear Of, but | want to be
doing something myself"
''Then you had better see Mrs. Will
yers and NJ. Turian.
@ had a row with the Frenchman
today and kicked him out of the place.
can't so to him.
You did what" cried his mother,
turning quickly to him i'll her astonish-
ment. "What was it about: Lola?"
eyes" anwered Sir Jaffray after
moments hesitation II found the beg
gar actually trying to hurt Lola be.
lleve he meant mischief, too and
horsewhipped him and turned him out.
You frighten me, Jatfray," ex-
claimed his mother, turning pale and
the arms of her chair. "Can
there be any connection between that
and this?"
Il never thought Of that" he an
swered in voice low and anxious.
III find him and drag out Of him
every svllahlo he knows -
BE cautious, Jaffray. He may be a
dangerous man"
He has more need to be afraid of me
than / of him." he answered, and soon
after he left his mother and went away
to make his preparations.
Remembering that Mrs. De Witt was
in the drawing room alone, and that he
had promised to go back to her, he turned
in as he passed the door.
She was sitting by the fire and got mp
as he entered. She looked very serious
and distressed and spoke without any
affectation, as though the consciousness
that he was in trouble had frightened
her into being natural.
"You are in real trouble, can see. II
l can help you, say so. You can trust
me, and woman's wit is sometimes
worth having"
Il will tell you tomorrow" he said.
"Meanwhile"-
There is no need TO put off the news.
Lola has gone away. l can see that
and you are blind. Where is that Tur.
rian?'
He started at her words and looked
earnestly at her for moment.
Il will tell you tomorrow" he re
peated. Meanwhile you must excus,
me for this evening, and tomorrow!
am sorry, but must ask you to bring
your visit to u close. My wife will 10
be well enough, | fear, to get back, ant
l myself shall be away"
"Why don't you trust me?" she askeo
a little warmly and with "a suggestion
Of reproach and defiance in her locks.
1T is not case of trust or distrust
but tonight there is nothing to tell"
GAS You WILL" she retorted, shrug
ging her shoulders. "Still you can hav
my advice even if you won't give m
your confidence. Find the Frenchman.
He made no answer, but turned am,
left the room and went TO the library
Taking an old London directory, h
searched among the private inquir
agents until he found name which b