The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1898-05-29

faced, an oily in the pulpit; an didn'tf'e
give er beans walking ONE. / card I'm"
The tall man stopped and looked into
shop windows in Great Turnstne Mr.
Hedgeter went on to Bedford row. and
asked for Mr.. Blest with "A somewhat ex-
aggerated air of confidence and pompos-
ity.
Mr.. Blest stood on the hearth rug. look
ing very hot and nervous. MIR. Hedtcter
held out his hand. but he waved him back
You have brought iettors?' he asked.
briefly.
An you have the notes?" said the other
doggedly. II came here, as You wouldn't
come where I wanted YOU TO, trusting to
your honor"
Did your" sid Mr. Blest. dryly. sThen
as l put no trust in your honor. Mrs
Smythe will Identify the letters"
He touched the bell,spnd with a rapidity
rarely seen off the stage when bells arr
rung. Mrs. Smythe appeared through a
door behind Mr. Hedgeter. He held them
up to her one by one battered, worn
strips Of foreign note paper that she look
ed at mournfully. sim she had wonder
full nerve her voice hardly shook as She
said, simply: There are two more, the
two that were in these envelopes"
"There amt" said Mr.. HedRetcr.
There are" said Mr. Blest mterpos-
ing, and if they are not produced this
matter cannot proceed"
Then it's no DEAL said Mr., Hedgeter,
folding up the battered pieces of paper.
you scoundrel!' exclaimed Mr., Blest
do you know that what you are doing
means penal servitude?"
IF she likes to tell her husband. At
might mean something OF the Sort re-
piled Mr.. Hedgcter cooHy.
"But she has" exclaimed Mrs Smythe
and Mr.. Blest touched his ben again.
drop it," exclaimed Mr. Hedgcter,
turning little pale. you don bluff me.
He heard a step behind him. and a heavy
hand was laid upon his shoulder
you scoundrel" said a deep, mellow
voice
LET mo Introduce Mr.. smythe" said Mr..
B!est, who seemed TO have recovered his
nerve; land let me remark that Detective
| Sergeant Drewitt of the metropolitan po-
| lice is waiting downstairs till ring again
MIR. Hedgeters face turned a dirty vel
| low. Only his nose retained the redness,
! and that adonted bluer tint that made
| ii almost purple.
"You just read these" he said, vicious
! ly, holding out the letters. Mr.. Smythe
was tall, stout and his hair was tineed
with gray; but his fingers must have been
| very strong, for MI Hedgeter writhed in
his grasp without his seeming to eXert
| himself.
Don't darling" murmured Mrs.
! Smythe, warningly. Her voice seemed 10
recall to her husband the necessity for
| being calm.
put them on the table" he said in his
| booming deep voice; and then, as Mr.
lIedgeter mechanically obeyed, he loosel
! his hold upon MIN and went and stood by
Mrs. Smythe with his arm around her.
| "Wo defy you" he said, 81 know all
and I believe my wife; dearest" he added
drawing her toward him, do not trem-
BILE"
Mr. Blest interviewed in incisive tones,
what is more, Mr.. and Mrs SmythC
! have decided to prosecute; whether on the
| surrender of the remaining letters they
| might in any way vary that decision
am not in a position to say"
| Mr.. Hedgeter looked at them. The cler
| gynan was gazing into his wife's eyes
bending over her. She was looking very
pretty. Then they both turned and faced
| him.
"Sergt. Drewitt can accompany you I,
fetch the others said Mr.. BEST Shifting
his position impatlenly.
Here they are" said Hedgeter sullen
ly, laying two more slips of paper on TIL
table. Mrs. Smythe stepped forward an'
nodded. Mr.. Blest took them all W
swung open the door of his safe, threy
them in and let the door clang upon them
'And there they will remain he remark
ed in his most acid tones.
and now" said Mr.. Smythe to his wife
1--WE will go and have luncheon together
She smiled a little embarrassed smile
you know have 70 20 to my dressmak
er's," she said, land you have to talk I
Mr.. BEST" He looked a little disappoint
ed as she hurried from the room.
Mr.. ITedgeter, almost forgotten, brok
In, "And amt I 10 have anything? No
even a flyer for my services in recoverin
| your papers?' he asked, almost weepinf
"Sergt Drewitt Is still downstairs" re
marked Mr.. BEST, stretching his hand tc
ward his bell, but Mr.. Hedgeter was al
ready vanishing through the door. Fly
minutes later he was being cursed In Lin
coins Inn Fields by a tall man who lie
tened to his story, and until he had hear
| all the details twice over refused to be
lieve him. And around Mr. Blests roor
a stout gentleman in clerical dress dance
three times, while Mr. Blest beanie
through his gold-rmmed spectacles.
Didn't / do It well, uncle and oughtn
you to give me the credit of ~" he shout
ed; "and won't you come and see 'Dand
Dick, and isn't all this padding hot, Just
1 say he added, thoughtfully, Il was a
right, wasn't /, just as / should be, Ell?
mean [ couldn't have done any more
could p"
"Confound abstracts said his nephew
"She ought 10 have let me stand he
luncheon, EN-? Fancy me in this rig at th