The Holly chieftain., 1900-11-23
II. 3. oG1elsb

She turned away and opened the
door on the left with lachkey. then
closed It gently. EnAerby remained
whore he was. In few minutes the
door opened again, and the girl stood
at the entrance.
He is sleeping" she said. whisper
ing. Perhaps he win be better now"
That is good" Enderby answered.
heartily. May call In few days?",
yes; but my father does not wish
anyone to know where he Il. You
won't tell anyone about u.s." she
hesitated.
You may depend upon me-" said
Enderby. heartily. Good night"
He put out his hand, the girl laid
her small, slim one In 1t, and Enderby
gave it friendly pressure. Then he
went away.
As he emerged into the open air
again he fancied a shadow fitted
noiselessly round corner Of the man
sions. Then he drew himself together
with a short laugh, for q disagreeable
thrill had run through MIN at the
fancy.
He had hidden the hanson walt, and
he went up to the man, who was sit
ting drowsily before him.
did you notice man go round the
mansions as came out, driver?"
Cabby shook his drowsy head.
"No. sir. haven't. wy, all wise
folks is in their beds in this ere To-
cality hours ago, should say" he
retorted. with a touch Of personal
feeling.
Enderby got In. and was soon being
driven to his rooms in the West End.
Somehow, the strange incidents Of
the night had oddly unsettled him.
Even when he went to bed his dreams
were disturbed by strange. uncomfort-
able reproductions of these incidents,
grotesquely and even horribly de-
formed. For 20 matter-of-fact 4 man
Paul Enderby was oddly fanciful over
them.
Still. undoubtedly the experiences
had besn rather = peculiar one.
He felt sure the girl was refined and
Of gsntls birth: It II mot dificult to
detect the signs Of these. Her accent
was not exactly an English one, yet
1t was not peculiar enough to be pro-
nounced un-English.
Who was she? Who was her father?
What reason could she have for abso-
lute1y refusing to allow another doc
tor but this Doctor Lyndon to see her
father? Who was this Doctor Lyn-
don?
With the morning the incidents OF
the night before seemed to have drift
ed on into the same region as that in
which dreams are made; but one
reminiscence of them remained with
,Enderby. and oddly annoyed him. 1t
was the memory OF the man who had
passed in the hanson while he was
speaking to the girl who called her
self by the name of Lloyd
Enderby sauntered along to the
Courts. where he assumed gown and
wig, and listened to the cases. He
was not absolutely a briefess barrister
and he was considered very clever.
But, besides that. Paul Enderby
came Of very good family, and was
not, though he himself was poor, 80
very TAR removed from the Barony of
Eslin, having only five lives between
him and It. So that Enderby was
somewhat OF . spoiled child Of society.
being good-looking. straight -limbed.
handsome fellow enough after the pure
Saxon type. and without . taint upon
his name.
He was coming out Of the Courts
when some one tapped him on the
shoulder.
"Ah. Enderby, going to the club.
ara you? I'm due there at hve and
havs one or two engagements after
dinner. suppose you will put in An
appearance at the Psnningtons to-
night!" Z
Enderby's pleasant. fresh-complex-
ioned face had been overshadowed BY
look Of annoyance ~ the newcomer
addressed him. He was man little
older than himself above middle
height. and slender with IT, with
pale, dark facs. black eyes placed
rather closs togsther, and . smooth,
straight, unpleasAnt mouth. which had
disasrseahle habit Of curliag mp
wards when he laughed. He was Dig
BY Dalton. and was By profession also
i barrfater.
II dare say I shall look in at the
/ fpsnningtons, Z he answsrsd, drily.
"Bnt I havs another engAssmsnt."
."l(iss Lsnnox's rscsptionf'' smiled