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ter clearly before him. There could |
pc no doubt about her claim; the pa
peIs were there; the advertisement
asking for her was clear and direct.
Across the wide ocean flashed mes
sages to dull little office in Chancery
Lane; from the dull little office fash
ed back an eager reply. After that
there was no necessity to think about
money: she had all she cared to de-
mand. The game had begun, and it
was III her hands. Grace Yarwood
had died in that solitary cabin on the
outskirts of the ruined town In Ne
vada; the new Grace Yarwood step
ped quietly into the place the dead
girl should have held. oh, it had been
lucky night, that night when she
had ridden hard with Owen Jaggard
and had come to that place for rest
and food!
II thought it would be desperate
game" she unused. as she drove on
through London; cts the easiest
thing 1 ever attempted. / shall settle
down and be highly respectable; it
wouldn't be surprising If married a
title, and SO buried the name of Grace
Yarwood altogether. I mustn't forget
that am Grace YarWood; that other
woman--Joyce Bland-iz still some
where out in Nevada, If any one wants
to know, riding about like mad thing
and having fingers pointed at her.
Yes, T am Grace Yarwood; was born
abroad, and my mother died soon
after. Heigho! it's nice to have lots
of money!"
So it happened that the demure-
looking young lady put UP at the quiet
hotel in a street off the Strand-a
| quiet hotel that had been suggested to
her by Messrs. Stock and Erling of
Chancery Lane, her solicitors. And
| that night she wrote a letter to those
same solicitors, announcing her arriy-
al In London, and stating that She
would call upon them the next day at
sabout three O'clock in the afternoon.
1 AT the last moment she added a post
script to the letter asking that they
would let her know II the time was
mot CONVEX ant.
There could not be much doubt re-
fgarain me safety Of her scheme; for,
4 il any one had looked in. that night at
/ the quiet hotel at which she was stay
/ ing and had seen the young lady read
4 ing book in the drawing room in the
company Of two elderly spinsters, who
were evidently very much interested
in the fact that she was quite alone,
d they would scarcely have recognized
in her that grim and frantic woman
4 who had ridden through the dust and
darkness beside a man, and had been.
u ready to do battle for him II it came
to a tight place. Joyce Bland was,
4 indeed, left far behind.
\ About midday the following day a
note arrived by hand from the solic-
i. itors, saying that their Mr.. Stock
would be delighted to see Miss Grace
4 Yarwood that afternoon at the time
| appointed. They begged that she would
4 he good enough to bring with her, as
3 a formality. the papers and documents
Il which proved her identity, and which,
d they und erstood from her New York
Il agents she had in her POSSESSION.
They were SO far In her possession
4 that they had never actually left her
i body since the night when first she
/. had held them in her hands.
q Her coming to the Office in Chanc-
cry Lane evidently created some
il small sensation. which was scarcely
II surprising. All over the world this
II girl had been advertised for; she had
Il at last been found, and now she was
4. calmly sitting In the Office, looking
sharply about her in all directions and.
a waiting until Mr.. Stock could see her.
a And be it noted that by this time any
u faint flutter Of doubt or fear was
q gone: the whole soul Of the woman mar
was In arms to meet anything and
q everything and to stick fast TO that
!, one original lie. For one moment
n only, when clerk approach ed her
4 and said that Mr.. Stock would see her.
her heart gave one big Jump, and
Il then was still. This was the supreme
moment. " "a
Al moment later she found herself
Z In q big, somber room, bowling TO q
n tall, thin man, who. was looking. over
\ his spectacles at her from the other
side Of i great desk. For what seem
ga . horribly long time the man fixed
4 her IA that fashion, as though study
II ing every line of her; then he moved
Il rapidly forward and pointed to 2
\ chair.
Miss Yarwood, this Is what would
be called. presume q ntous DC
lscasion, H he said, without the ghost Of
4 smile stirring On his face. Momen-
IL tous lii the sense that you are q very
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