Richmond daily palladium. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1876-1904, 1901-11-22

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carefully. and it was not until the meal
w;s half over that he had much to sa :
To the guest of the evening.
Tie dessert had been placed on the
table, and the servants had witadra yvn.
From time to time Mrs Wiimot had
given hints about her desire to see her
daughter well married. and at the pres
enr moment discussion was taking
place between herself and the impostor
as TO the girls curious ideas concern
ing the matrimonial market
Il think you'll admit, Mr.. Nandyke
Brown" said the lady. with touch of
hauteur. that Madge is good looking
and ought 10 make brilliant match
We want her to have some soul above
/ -jam,"
Yes. yes: but may l ask TO what you
refer
"Oh. only former love affair OF
hers, that's all. Its past and done with
now
I'm glad of that There may be
/ some hope for me. them he remarked
brutality.
| Seymour felt Mrs. Wilmot's eyes up
on him. and, looking across the table at
Madge. he noticed that her cheeks
We're on fire. His blood began to boil
Its very strange that you should
! have forgotten me SO soon. Mr.. Van
+ dyke Brown" he said pleasantly
/ The person spoken to looked up
/ quickly and began to fidget with the
stem of his winegiass. Mrs. Wilmot
/ likewise pricked up her ears. As ii
/ happened. the mere fact that the de-
spised commercial should boast ac-
quaintance With such a magnate as the
millionaire raised him hundredfoId in
her esteem.
Il soon forget faces because | see so
many in the course of the year. Might
| ask where | had the pleasure of
meeting you?" asked TIE great man
with condescension when lie had re-
covered his equanimity. i
I'VE had three weeks boating to- |
gether just before you LEFT New York" |
Mrs. Wilmots opinion of Seymour |
was going up by leaps and bounds. |
The impostors spirits We're. on the |
contrary. sinking to zero. He stared /
hard at the interlocutor and doubtless /
saw his doom pronounced in his eyes, |
for he paled visibly. However. he /
meant to fight hard to the end.
How curious. l thought when you
came in that | had seen your face /
somewhere. but for the life of me l /
couldn't remember when or where l /
have u fearfully bad memory. you
know
rs that so? | was under the impress
sion that you had a very good one as
you remembered me when we met in
New York, although we had not seen
each other for seven years"
The anita gonists. unable to give vent
to the anger that consumed them,
looked daggers ut each other across
the table without speaking. But he
VITO had assun. I'd the role of million
aire for some purpose yet unknown
to anybody but himself was well
aware that Seymour was playing with
him as a cat might with a mouse. Ev-
cry one else. mystified at the strange
turn the conversation had taken. suf
fered it to continue without interior
ing.
And now that have met you again.
old boy. IA going to book you for that
500 you borrowed of me at the station
before l left. ha, ha," added Seymour.
laughing.
Didn't | send you a check? Really
my memory is becoming terrible. You
shall have it this moment" To hide his
confusion he pulled a checkbook from
his pocket. together with a fountain
pen. and. opening the former. laid it
fat on the table.
Then just as the strange individual
threw filled in check across the table
and was slipping his wine hurried
knock came at the door Before VIII
mot could reply a domestic with d
scared look burst into the ROOM fol-
lowed by three police inspectors. The
millionaire" was on his feet in an in
slant to face the intruders. and his
hand on the back to the chair quiyered |
What's the meaning of this extraor-
binary conduct: What do you want?'
dema nded Wilmot. who had risen also
and stood staring from one person to
another. Meanwhile Mrs. Wilmot was
perilously near swooning.
I'm sorry To intrude. sir" said the
foremost representative of the law
who displayed a paper suggestively in
his hand. and | will explain every
thing in a moment. Rogers and Har-
ris. arrest that man in the kings
name" h added. pointing to the seoun.
drei who posed a. Nandyke X Brown.
Now, sir. | am at your service This
man is not the American millionaire.
hut f0rger who's been wanted by the
Yard fer some months back rs Won
DO not appear to be aware sir. the real
Mr. Brown arrived in this country in
cognito. being clean shaved. and for a
long time he was successful in hiding
his identity. Taking advantage of this.
the man we have arrested and who is
known as William Jeffreys thought TO
throw US of the scent by Disgusting
himself and posing as the missing mil
ionaire, with the result already known
TO you"
So saying the inspector made grab
1t the criminals beard. which came
away in his hand lis a rarr rood