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pair 81 sweet blue eyes and a mass or
yellow hair had not claimed a share OF
bis dreams
The next morning he said &c himself.
III ] can corner that memory OF mine
and choke the truth oct of II. / can have
an excuse for calling upon Annie Hub
bard"
But memory refused TO be coerced, and
he was still struggling With IL. week
later, when TO his great surprise andNjoy
he received a note from her
"a singular thing has happened" she
wrote. Eve have. found Nr. Santvoorfs
card among nay aunts papers. There Is
an address upon II In my aunt's hand, but
no one at the house indicated has ever
heard OF the gentleman. Can ! presume
upon your offer OF assistance and ask for
your advice regarding further investiga-
tlong''
Mr. Jaff-ay took all the money hat ne
had in the world and all that he could
borrow and went out to buy a suit OF
clothes. but there was not one IN town
that was big enough.
The best that he had was the one In
which she had first seen him. but it Is
probable that he was the only person on
earth 10 whom that made any difference.
most friendly. considering the brevity OF
their acquaintance and its exceedingly I'M
conventional beginning
She was the mistress now OF the big
house in which her aunt had lived, and
she made her visitor welcome with a good
grace.
Plunging at once into the business OF
the hour she described how the card had
been found, which was very ordinary, and
then she put It into his hand, He glanced
at 1t and uttered an exclamation OF aston
ishment.
This IL most remarkable" he said.
THE address is a house where l used TO
live"
80 We were Informed" replied the girl
gravely. THE address is in my aunt's
hand. She probably intended to commu-
nicate with you, but the card slipped in
among other papers. and she could not
find IT,"
with me- cried Jadray. With Mr.
Santvoort. you mean"
4 cannot help entertaining the us
picion." said Annie. that you ana Mr..
SantvOort are one"
And I swear TO you by all that IS sa-
cred TO me that we are not" ne replied.
What conceivable motive could | have
for denying It? | am so poor that beSgars
on the street offer me aims instead of
asking them. Do you suppose l would not
claim this inheritance if il were mine?'
The questions were hard to answer. but
the young mans obvious sincerity was
more convincing. The theory that ne was
Santyoort was dismissed, aud they fell TO
| discussing the further investigation vi
the case.
The best suggestion that Jaffray could
give was that a complete canvass of all
firms or persons selling visiting cards i.
that city should be made and that if nee
essary the inquiry should be extended to
other places.
Il will inquire of the man from whom
buy my cards" said he whether there
can be anything distinctive about this one
by which the place where ii was made
or the date when it was printed could be
determined. will do this at once, if you
wish"
Can go with your she asked, and, of
course, he was overjOyed
So they went together TO a stationery
store downtown, and the card of Mr.
Santvoort was presented 10 the proprietor
Certainly" said that obliging person.
Il can tell you all about this card.
printed it myself"
Then you know Santvoort? exclaimed
Jaffray.
my dear sir" said the staticner, "there
isn't any such person. This is merely a
sample card that l printed last spring
when the new style superseded the old
method OF engraving. l chose the name
because it couldn't possibly belong to any
body"
Annie and Jaffray looked at each other
In blank dismay. Here was a most sin
gular end of their quest
Have you any idea how II could have
come into the possession Of Mrs. Martha
Hubbard?' inquired Jaffray.
Il guess you must have given 1t TO her"
said the stationer, with a grin. you took
II away from here"
az did?"
There's no doubt about it," was the e
ply. Il remember it distinctly now When
you ordered your cards in Sept ember YOU
examined my samples, and you put this
one into your csrdcase by mistake. II
didn't come over me that you'd done this
! TIL after you'd gone and then I thought
| you'd be back but you never came l sent
! your cards TO you and forgot about the
sample. I never replaced IT,"
I Jaffray who had been bending over the
low counter, suddenly Strengthened up and
/ became rigid. For half minute he SEEM
| ed to be in a trance.
| Miss Hubba d." said he at last. had
| your aunt's coachman a scar about the
! size OF a quarter of dollar on the right
/ side Of his forehead?'
"He had" said she What them
| Il am A. Van Cort,andt SantvOOrt." said
| the young man. Really. hate to speak
/ of Il, but the fac is your aunrs horses
. took a start on the rive~ drive one day.
and I sort OF got in their way, don't you
know.
ANY well bred horse with a proper
sense of the ridiculous will stop when he
! sees me. But your aunt seemed to think ii
was quite an important matter, and she
asked for my cad and was very kind /
( took one out of my cardcase, and it must
/ have been A. Van C.'s.
81 gave her my address. and she marked
! II down and asked me to call. but she for
/ got 10 tell me who she was or where she
/ lived. being frightened at the time. you
know. The incident passed entirely out OF
my mind. i never remembered il till this
minute"
And. of course. aunty wouldn't mention
/ II. for fear of alarming usw exclaimed the
4 girl. 1T must be so. You are Mr.. SAINT
wort. and I always knew il. And. oh. I
am so glad. so glad. How terrible il we
/ had never found IL out, and YOU so poorr'
She clasped her pretty hands together
! and looked up at him, with tear in each
Of her blue eyes.
cit is very kind OF you" said he, ''for
the money would be yours, suppose. Il
! no Santyoort appeared"
II don't need IL the least bit" said she.
'rd much rather you'd have il; indeed, /
would"
/ As there were only two parties In inter
est, and they were On such excellent
| terms with each other, the matter was ar
ranged.
| Indeed, IL was obvious very soon after
1 the events here narrated that Mr. Jaffray
would get three-quarters OF the estate n
church. even IL he failed 10 get one-ouar-
ter in court.
Copyright 1900 By c " Hooksl
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