Condon globe. (Condon, Gilliam Co., Or.) 189?-1919, 1901-11-21
CHAPTER xx.--tContInaed.l


"You love herr said Johanna.
Certainly" answered. "as my sis
ter"
''Bettsr than any woman now llyingT'
ahe pursued.
''Yes." replied.
'aThat III all julia requires" she con-
tlnuedi ''no lot us say 10 more At pres.
eat. Martin. Only understand that all
Idea of marriage between her and my
brother d quite put away. Don't argue
with me, don't contradict me. Come to
zee us as you would have done but for
that unfortunate conversation last night.
All viii come right by-and.hy."
"tut Captain Carey" ] began.
''Therel not q wordr' she Interrupted
lmperatively. 'srell me all about that
wretch, Richard Ifoater.s How did you
come across hlmf IL he likely 20 def
IL he anything like Kate Daitrey ?--I
viii never call her Kate Dohree as long
~ the world lasts. Come, Martin, toll
me everything about him."
She aat with me most OF the morning,
talking with animated perseverance,, and
at last prevailed upon me to take her
walk In Hyde Park. Her pertinaclty did
mo good Ia spite OF the irritation u
caused mo. When her dinner hour was
at hand I felt bound 10 attend her to
her house In Hanover street: aud could
not got away from her without first
speaking 10 Julia. Her face was very
sorrowful. and her manner sympathetic.
We said only few words to ono another.
but went away with the impression that
her heart was still with me.
Az dinner Jack announced his Intention
Of paying a visit to Richard Foster.
''You are not ht TO deal with the fol.
low" he said; you may bo sharp enough
upon your own black sheep In Guernsey.
but you know nothing OF the breed here.
Now II see him will squeeze out Of
him every mortal thing he knows about
Ollyia.r
Jack returned. his face kindied with
excitement. He caught my hand, aud
grasped II heartily.
~ no moFs believe she IL dead than !
am" were his first words "Yon recoi-
lect me telling you OF u drunken brawl
In street on tha Strand, where fel-
low, a. drunk aa lord. was for claiui-
Ing pretty girl as his wife; only | had
followed her out Of Ridley's agency Of
fec. and was just In time 10 protect her
from him. girl | could have fallen in
love with myself. You recollectr'
"Yes, yes" l said, almost breathiess.
"He was the man, and Olivia was the
girlr' exclaimed Jack.
"Nor' | cried.
"Yesw continued Jack. with an affec-
tionate Iunge at me; "at any rate can
awear he Is the man; and would bet a
thousand to one that the girl was Olivia"
"But when was itT' l asked.
"6ince h0 married again." he answer
ed; they were married on the ID OF DC
tober. and this was early In November
/ had gone to Ridley's after place for
poor fellow as an assistant to a drug
glst, and | saw tho girl distinctly. She
gave the name OF Ellen Martineau. Those
letters about her death are all forgerIes. :"
"0llyia's ls not" said: II know her
handwriting too WELL"
"Well, them" observed Jack, "there Is
only one explanation. She has sent them
herself 10 throw Foster of the scent; she
thinks she will be safe II he believes her
dead"
"No." | answered hotly, "she would
never have done such a thing as that"
"Who else Is benefited by it7" he ask.
ed gravely. ut does not put Foster into
possession OF any OF her property, or
that would have been q motive for him
to do It. But he gains nothing by II; and
he 10 so convinced Of her death that he
has taken second wife,"
"What can do nowY' said, speaking
aloud, though was thinking to myself.
"Martin," replied Jack, gravely, isn't
Il wisest TO leave the matter as II stands
Ii you Hnd Olivia. what then? She is as
much separated from you as she can be
by death. SO long as Foster lives II Is
worse than useless to be thinking Of her"
II only wish to satisfy myself that she
10 alive" | answered. Just think Of Il,
Jack, not to know whether she Is living
or dead You must help me to satisfy
myself. This mystery would be lntolera
bic to me-"
you're right, old fellow" he said, cor
diaiiyi I'VE win go to Rldley's together
tomorrow morning."
We were there soon after the doors
were open. There were not many eli.
ents present, and tho clerks were enjoy.
Ing slack time. Jack had recalled 10
his mind the exact date Of his former
visitI and thus the sole difficulty was
overcome. The clerk found the name OF
Ellen Martineau entered under that date
In hls book.
EYES," he said, "Mlss Ellen Martineau.
English teacher In French school; pre.
lnium to be paid, about E10; no salary;
reference, Mrs. Wilkinson, No. 10. Bell.
ringer street."
''NO. 10 Bellringer streetg we repeated
In one breath.
"Yes, gentlemen, that Is the address,
said the clerk. closing the book. "Shall
l write It down for you? Mrs, Wilkin.
son was the party who should have paid
our commission; as you perceive, pre-
MUM was required instead Of a salary
given. We feel pretty sure the young
lady went to the school, but Mrs, VIII
klnsOn denies 1t, and 1t Is not worth our
while to pursue our claim in law"
"Cnn you describe the young lady?"
inquired.
"Weil. no. We have such hosts Of
young ladies' here. .nss., s-e~ w ,s.~.sss i
EDO you know where the school is?"
'No. Mrs. Wilkinson was the party"
he said. I'VE had nothing to do with Ii,
except to send any ladies to her who
thought It worth their while. That was
aII.n
AS we could obtain no further lnforma
ton we went away, and paced up and
down the tolerably quiet street, deep In
consultation. That we should have need
for great caution, and as much craftiness
as we both possessed, In pursuing our in
qulries was quite evident Who could
be this Mrs. Wilkinsonf Was 1t possi-
BILE that she might prove to be Mrs. Fos-