Wausau pilot. [volume] (Wausau, Wis.) 1896-1940, 1901-09-10
CHAPTER XX.-(Continued.)

| certainly, answered. as mS SIS
ter"
Better than any woman now hvingF
she pursued.
YES" I replied.
THAT is all Julia requires" she con-
tinued; $50 let us say no more at pres
ent, Martin. Only understand that all
idea Of marriage between her and my
brother is quite put away. Don't argue
| with me, don't contradict me. Come to
see US as you would have done but for
that unfortunate conversation last night.
All will come right by-and-by."
But Captain Carey" L began.
There! not a wOrdr' she interrupted
imperatively. Tell me all about that
wretch, Richard Foster. How did you
come across him? Is he likely to die?
Is he anything like Kate Daltrey-I
will never call her Kate Dobree as long
as the world lasts. Come, Martin, tell
me everything about him"
She sat with me most of the morning,
talking with animated perseverance, and
at last prevailed upon me to take her
walk in Hyde Park. Her pertinacity dld
me good in spite of the irritation II
caused ME. When her dinner hour was
at hand | felt bound to attend her to
her house in Hanover street: and L could
not get away from her without hrst
speaking to Julia. Her face was very
sOrrowfuI, and her manner sympatnetc.
| We said only few words to one another
but went away with the impression that
her heart was still with me.
! At diLaer Jack announced his intention
of paying a visit to Richard Foster.
You are not fit to deal with the fell
low" he said; you may be sharp enough
| upon your own black sheep in Guernsey,
but you know nothing of the breed here.
| Now if l see him | will squeeze out of
him every mortal thing he knows about
Olivia"
Jack returned. his face kindled with
excitement. He caught my hand, and
| grasped it heartily.
IL no more believe she is dead than
! am" were his first words. You recol-
| lect me telling you of a drunken brawl
| in street off the Strand, where a fell
| low, as drunk as a lord. was for claim
| ing a pretty girl as his wife; only L had
| followed her out Of Ridley's agency of
| fee, and was just in time 10 protect her
| from him. A girl | could have fallen III
love with myself. You recollectT
Yes, yes" | said, almost GREATNESS.
"He was the man, and Olivia was the
| girlr' exclaimed Jack,
NO" l cried.
Yes continued Jack. with an affec-
tionate lunge at me; lat any rate l can
| swear he is the man: and L would bet a
thousand to one that the girl WAS Olivia"
But when was it?' l asked.
"Since he married again." he answer
ed; they were married on the I'd of DC
tober, and t.is was early in November.
l had gone to Ridley's after a place for
a poor fellow as an assistant to a drug
gist, and | saw the girl distinctly. She
gave the name of Ellen Martineau. Those
letters about her death are all forgeries."
"Olivias is not" l said; Il know her
handwriting too we'll"
"Well, them" observed Jack, there is
only one explanation. She has sent them
herself to throw Foster off the scent; she
thinks she will be safe if he believes her
dead"
NO" l answered hotly, "she would
never have done such a thing as that"
who else is benefited by it?' he ask
ed gravely. 1t does not put Foster into
possession of any of her property, or
that would have been a motive for him
to do it. But he gains nothing by it; and
he is 50 convinced of her death that he
has taken second wife"
What can do now?' | said, speaking
aloud, though l was thinking to myself.
Martin" replied Jack, gravely, isn't
il wiSest to leave the matter as it stands?
If you find Olivia. what then? She is as
much separated from you as she can be
by death. SO long as Foster lives it is
worse than useless TO be thinking of her"
Il only wish TO satisfy myself that she
is alive" l answered. Just think of it,
Jack, not to know whether she is living
or dead! You must help me to satisfy
myself. This mystery would be intolora-
BILE to me-"
You're right. old fellow" he said. cor
daily; 1--WE will go to Ridley'S together
tomorrow morning"
We were there soon after the doors
were open. There were not many eli
entS present, and the clerks were enjoy
ing slack time. Jack had recalled to
his mind the exact date of his former
visit; and thus the sole difficulty was
| overcome. The clerk found the name of
Ellen Martineau entered under that date
in his hook.
Yes" he said, Miss Ellen Martineau.
English teacher in a French school; pre-
MUM to be paid. about $40; no salary:
reference, Mrs. Wilkinson, No. 10, Bell
ringer street
NO. 10 Bellringer street, 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-
h. h., -.
our commission; as you perceive. a pre-
MUM was required instead Of a salary
| given. We feel pretty sure the young
lady went to the school. but Mrs VIII
kinson denies it. and it is not worth our
| while to pursue our claim in law"
Can you describe the young Lady," I
| inquired.
well, no. We have such hosts of
young ladies here"
DO you know where the school is:'
| NO. Mrs. Wilkinson was the party"
he said. We had nothing to do with il,
except to send any ladies to her who
thought it worth their while. That was
| all"
As we could obtain no further informa-
ton we went away, aud 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
| quirieS was quite evident Who could
be this Mrs. Wilkinson? Was it posi-
ble that she might prove 10 be Mrs. Fos-
! ter herself: At any rate it would not do
for either Of rs 70 present ourselves there
in quest Of Miss Ellen Martineau. Ii
was finally settled between us that Jo-
hanna should be entrusted with the diplo-
| matte enterprise.
Johanna put in the next day following
down the clewS Jack and | had diScov-
| cred.
We'll, Martin" she said that evening,
you need suffer no more anxiety. Olivia
has gone as English teacher in an excel
lent French school. where the lady is
| thoroughly acQuainted with English ways
and comforts. This IS the prospectus Of
| rhf eSta h,iShmenr Nou see there. are