Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1901-01-13


backwater of the Thames, at least five
miles from the scene of the disaster,
observed a suspicious-looking object
entangled in weeds and roots beneath
the surface Of the water.
They ran away, giving the alarm at
| Cookham, the nearest village to the
spot at which the discovery had been
made. A search party promptly went
out, and at about two o'clock corpse
was brought up, the featres being un-
recognizable owing to the length OF
time it had been in the water.
THE clothing (the ordinary evening
! dress Of gentleman) and the contents
of the pockets led to the belief that the
body was that of the late Duke of
Leicester.
Mr. Randall Palgrave was at once
notified, and appearing with his son,
identified it without doubt as being
that of the unfortunate young noble.
Lady Mary Blandon was also in
formed by telegraph. but persisted in
her refusal to believe in the Dukes
desth, and by last accounts had re-
fused to be present at the inquest,
which takes place tomorrow noon in
the old ballroom at the Bunch of Keys
Inn, Cookham"
When Maynard looked up from the
paper, his face was somewhat paler
half an hour before whether he had
set his heart upon the brilliant future
which had so unexpectedly opened for
him, he would have answered: No"
But now that he suddenly saw it-as
be believed-fading from him like a
mirage of the desert, he found to his
surprise that leaden weight of dis
appointment had fallen upon his bos-
ON.
1t was an effort to call up a smile
nonchalant enough for the credit of
his SAVIOUR faire, but he accomplished
it, saying as ne gave back the news
paper to Savernake: We'll, that set
ties it, doesn't it? Our little game ls
up. And all the better for us both, it
may be-"
Savernake eyed him severely. us
that actually your opinion?' he in
quired.
Give me time to form one, my
friend. At present that is my impress
slon'
That's better, Well. then, let me
tell you that your impression has been
conceived in error. Not only is the
game not up. but somewhat dramatic
way Of spelling the enemys has been
suggested to me by these lines" land
he tapped the paragraph in the paper
with his well-shaped fngers). The
only thing that is settled as you put
it, my dear boy. is our immediate plan
of action, which will open most ex-
citingly.
Let me see, when is the inquest
coming on? Tomorrow noon. at the
Cookham Inn. Well, then. | think |
can venture to prophesy that the cor
oner, the jury, and all the others pres
ent, will have a sensation provided for
them, which they won't forget till the
end of their lives"
Maynard looked at the old man fixed
ly, and then broke into a half-disgusted
laugh. you are certainly the most
heartless human specimen ever saw, "
he remarked. But you are Just as
certainly marvel. think see what
you mean"
Perhaps / am heartless," said Saw
ernake, slowly, and with a species OF
impersonal regret. Il never observed
it myself, but I have been FREQUENTLY
told so. l was fond OF your predeces-
sor, on principle, so to say, rather than
personally. He represented to me an
idea-an ambition. 1t is the same
with you, though-deuce take It'll
think sometimes my feelings may in
this instance become ridicylously en-
gagged. At all events. it isn't for you
to reproach me. The king is dead;
long live the king is my motto and
! mean to exemplify it tomorrow"
He spoke lightly, but his old eyes
were grave and long interval passed
before he spoke again.
Then: I've got the whole campaign
| mapped out now. and"-tapping his
forehead-"the plans and speeifca-
tons are here
CHAPTER VIII.