Chicago eagle. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1889-19??, 1901-09-07
CHAPTER XX.-(ContinuedJ

she pursued. |
"Yes." I replied.
"That is all Julia requires" she con-
tinued: $50 let us say no more ut pres
cnt, 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 | began.
"Therc! not IL word!' she interrupted
imperatively. "Tell mo all about that
wretch, Richard Foster. How did You
come across him? Is he likely to diet
Is he anything like Kate Daltreyf-l
will never call her Kate Dobrec as long
rs the world lasts. Come, Martin, tell
me everything about him."
She sat with me most of the morning,
talking with animated perseverance, and
ut last prevailed upon me to take her
walk in Hyde Park. Her pertinacity did
me good In spite of the irritation 1t
caused me. When her dinner hour was
ut hand I felt bound to attend her to
her house in Hanover street: and could
not get away from her without hrst
speaking to Julia. Her face was very
sorrowful, and her manner sympathetic.
We said only few words to one another.
but went away with the impression that
her heart was still with me.
At dinner Jack announced his intention
Of paying a visit to Richard Foster.
you are not lit to deal with the fcl.
low" he said; "'you may be sharp enough
upon your own black sheep In Guernsey,
but yop know nothing Of the breed here.
Now ! see him will squeeze out of
him .ty mortal thing he knows about
Olivia"
Jack returned. his face kindled with
excitement. lie caught my hand, and
grasped 1t heartily.
II no more believe she Is dead than
am" were his first words. "You recol.
lect me telling you Of Il drunken brawl
In street OIL the Strand, where fel.
low, as drunk us lord. was for claim.
ing n pretty girl rs his wife; only / had
followed her out of Ridley's agency Of
flee, and was Just In time TO protect her
from him. A girl could have fallen In
love with myself. You rccollectT'
"Yes, yes,' | snid, almost brcathless.
ole was the man. and Olivia was the
girl!' exclaimed Jack.
moi! I cried.
"Yes!' continued Jack, with an nffec-
tiOnate lunge ut me; ''nt any rate l can
swear he Is the man: and I would bet II
thousand to one that the girl was Olivia"
But when was it?" asked.
"Sincc he married again." he answer.
ed; "thcy were married on the I'd Of De-
tober, and this was early In November.
III rome to Ridley's after place for
a poor fellow rs an assistant to u drug
gist, and I saw the girl distinctly. She
gave the name Of Ellen Martincau. Those
letters about her death are all f0rgeries."
"Olivia's Is not" I said; II know her
handwriting too we'll"
"Well, them" observed Jack, ''there IL
only one explanation. She has sent them
herself to throw Foster of the scent; she
thinks she will be safe IL he believes her
dead"
no." I answered holly. "she would
never have done such thing as that"
"WhO else IL benefited by ity' he ask.
ed gravely. 1T does not put Foster into
possession Of any Of her property, or
that would have been u motive for him
to do It. But he gains nothing by 1t; and
he Is so convinced Of her death that he
has taken u second wife,"
What can do now!' said, speaking
aloud. though was thinking to myself.
martin" replied Jack, gravely, isn't
Il wisest to leave the matter as 1t stands
II you find Olivia. what then? She IL as
much separated from YOU rs she can be
by death. so long as Foster lives It IL
worse than useless to be thinking of her."
II only wish to satisfy myself that she
IL alive" I answered. Just think of 1t,
Jack, not to know whether she IN living
k.,l,
myself. This mystery would BE- izto!era.
BILE to me-"
You're right, old fellow" he .aid. cor.
daily; 1--WE will 20 to Ridley's together
tomorrow morning"
We were there soon after the doors
were open. There were not many eli.
ing u slack time. Jack had recalled to
visit; and thus the sole difficulty was
overcome. The clerk foundAhe nar.c of
Ellen Martineau entered under that date
In his hook.
EYES," he said, Miss Ellen Martineau.
English teacher In French school; pre-.
MUM to be- paid. about flo: no salary :
reference. Mrs. Wilkinson. No. 10. Bell.
ringer street."
NO. 10 Bellringe" street, We repeated
In one breath.
Eyes, gentlemen, that Is the address"
said the clerk, closing the book. shall
] write 1t down for You? Mrs. Wilkin.
son was the party who should have paid
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. vii.
kinson denies 1t, and II Is not worth our
while to pursue our claim In law"
Can You describe the young ladyY' I
inquired.
"Well. no. We have such hosts of
young ladies here"
do you know where the school is?'
mo. Mrs. Wilkinson was the party"
he said. I'VE had nothing to do with 1t,
except to send any ladies to her who
thought 1t worth their while. That was
ALL"
As we could obtain no further informa-
tiOn 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
quiries was quite evident. Who could
be this Mrs. Wilkinson? Was 1t possi-
ble that she might prove to be Mrs. Fos-
ter herself? At any rate It would net do
for either OF us to present ourselves there
In quest Of Miss Ellen Martinsau. 1t
was finally settled between us that Jo-
hanna should be entrusted with the diplo.
matte enterprise.
Johanna put In tho next day following