Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1900-08-26
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without garden chair, the mans heart
throbbing with new glorious hopes; his
blood bounding with it's new life, now
he had a future instead of blank,
now he might hope to win the woman
he loved, might look for a home and
happiness.
Mr.. Digby arrived just before lunch
con, and was introduced to Mrs. Sa-
vile. He was a gentleman about forty.
a pleasant, looking man, who
gave one a sense Of reliance on his
ability. 1t was his father, long retired
from the firm, whose name and indi-
viduality Clare had SO daringly bor-
rowed.
Before luncheon Clifford had been
sent with a message to Mowbray, that
his brother wished to see him at three
O'Clock, If he could come.
"Certainly-yes, tell Mr.. Wilfred,"
said the squire, an eager hope leaping
up that at last he was to bear the
longed for news of hts heirs engage
ment to Mrs. Savile.
But no such tiding came. What he
did learn amazed him beyond all ade-
quate expression at first; but it grew
upon him as he listened what it all
meant and now might mean for the ru-
ture, what strange rescue from
wreck this was, all through Clare Sa-
vile.
To Wilfred-proud, sensitive, bitter
ly alive to his own youthful folly-the
whole interview was, of course, hard
ordeal, though he gave no outward
sign of his suffering; he was quietly
dignified and self-contained, and gave
every needful detail, answered the
questions which the lawyer put, and
gave him all the documents he had:
the letter, Crewe's confession of the
conspiracy, &c. Mr.. Digby throughout
made no structure or comment; but he
smiled at the comedy OF his fathers
impersonation, and after he had care
fully examined the documents said he
should wish to ask "our fair lawyeress"
some questions.
Erlston rose from his easy chair, and
touched the electric bell, which rang
in Clare's own sitting room across the
corridor.
"Of course, Digby," wilfred said, re-
Stunning his seat, Mrs. Saviles agency
must be kept back entirely in the suit"
Celia va sans dire" nodded the law
yer; and then Mrs, Savile came in.
Digby asked several questions of de-
tail as to her interview with Crewe and
her makeup, &C., SO that he might
himself be we'll posted up to carry out
the play in his own interview with
Arabella's uncle.
Not" he said, in conclusion, that
the real or false Mr.. Digby' who went
to him from our finn will need to be
called personally, since we have the
confession SO cleverly obtained, and
Crewe's own evidence in court of his
real relationship to the defendant If
she is we'll advised also, she will make
no defense-plead guilty, in fact, to the
fraud; but whether she does or not,
our case is one of the clearest for the
plaintiff that l have ever known. We
have absolute proofs of conspiracy;
fraud in the publishing of the banns,
and therefore they were illegal, MAX
ing the marriage based on the said
banns null and void. You might mar
ry tomorrow with safety if you
chooe.' he added, laughing But Fri
eston smiled slightly and shook his
head.
81 suppose" he said, this cannot be
got to hearing with anything like ex-
petition by or before Christmas, for in
stance"
well, we might possibly, perhaps"
said the lawyer, considering. Yes,
the courts reopen early in November,
and possibly We might get the case
heard amongst the urgency cases.
AT any rate I'll pledge myself to do all
that skill, energy, and money can do to
push ii on to a hearing"
Thank you, Digby. 1 am sure you
will do your best"-as the lawyer gath
cred up all the papers. Il can't help
some anxiety, you know"
"Pooh pooh! there's no need to fear
the result, is there, Mrs. Savile?"
Glare smiled.
mo, but it is impossible for him not
to feel anxious. Now, I'll give you all
some tea, and we Will forget law and
troubles, shall we?"
Il feel in a dream said Mowbray.
I'm bewitched still, I think. Is Flo
to hear YETI"
mo" answered his brother at once,
mot till tell you, please. Bernie-and
then not that Mrs. SaWle discovered
the flaw. Flo would let it out without
any intention of doing So
Yes, my dear little Chatterbox; SO
she might, perhaps agreed Mowbray.
IL