Troy weekly news. (Troy, Idaho) 1897-1933, 1905-05-05
CHAPTER xvIII.-fconfinued.l

While he spoke. he was writing on
clip Of paper, which he folded and hand
ed to the visitor.
"Shall | not require the document
gave you as an introduction to the par
tyr" insinuated the gentleman.
Not at all. The paper you have in
your hand will be sufficient introduction
Good morningW
In another minute Mr.. Montgomery
was descending the dingy staircase.
"Just the same as OF Old" he muttered;
"hard rs nails-not to be moved. Awk-
ward their sticking to that bit OF poper
not that it is ever likely to be found
out. They did not half believe in IL.
But, cunning as they are, they are done
they did not suspect me. How famil-
lar this old ramshackle place looks to
me, although it's many year since
saw It last Its mouldy walls suggest
no very agreeable retrospect"
While he was thus muttering his
thoughts, he left the building and passed
out Of the court into the open thorough
fore. Then he opened the paper that the
lnwy err had given him and read the adj
dress. The words were. Madame Berne,
Ivy Cottage. Ivy Road, Highbury.'
Had that paper informed him that
he was to die within the hour, its pc
rusal could not have cast upon his face
more marked expression of dismay.
For a moment he stood rooted to the
spot and when jostled by a rough passer-
by. went back into the court to stare at
the writing and recover from the shock.
"Great heavens" he calculated. us it
possible What can this mean? Who is
this Silas Carston, then? Can this wom-
an be- She must. The name is I'M
common; and the same lawyers, too. But
why has she left The Willows? | must
fnthom this mystery"
He stood musing silently for some
moments. and gradually an expression
OF dark determination settled upon his
face.
an do IT." he muttered again. III
face her once more, although l would
as soon face tiger in her denp'
He buttoned his coat across his breast
with jerk, drew on his gloves and walk
ed rapidly on, with the air of man
thoroughly resolved.
Ivy Cottage was small. gloomy look
Ing house, covered with the dark leaves
of the plant from which it took its name I;
NnihtiltN hoii1 Aittf anu ~ 'ahSOf th
trimmed lime, threw yet deeper sliad-
ow upon the building. 1t was rem
nant of bygone days, when Highbury
was a country place; and it looked like
a meanly dressed, old-fashioned voDian,
in a gay crowd, amidst the glaring stucco
and white paint of the-new villas that
were dotted on each side of 1t.
Mr.. Montgomery pulled up short as
he saw ivy Cottage" inscribed upon
the gate post of this shabby looking
dwelling. He felt more nervous than
ever He drew out his handkerchief.
took off his hat, wiped his face and
6dgeted with his coat. At last he made
the plunge, opened the garden gate,
walked up the path and rang the house
bell
His summons was answered by a sol
emn looking servanut. Madame Berne
was Mt home: but she could not see
strangers. Would he send in his bust
nesSi
lie desired her to say that he came
from Messrs. Fogle & Quick, of Gray's
Inn aud that his business related to a
certain advertisement which had appear
ed in the morning newspapers. The
woman smut lne uOOr Ill HIS lhCc anu iel'
him standing upon the steps while she
delivered his message.
Any person who had stood beside him
might have heard the humping OF his
heart against his side Again he tool
out his handkerchief. and wiped away
the Precipitation that stood in large
beads upon his face; yet the morning
was raw and cold.
After the lapse Of about n minute. ia,
door reopened. and he was marshallet
by the solemn servant into the front par
lor. there to await Madame Bernes ap
pearance. 1t was a gloomy room. thu
walls were covered with dingy. darl
paper, the furniture was old-fashioneC
In form, and mostly OF oak. The tree
IN front threw in a black shadow. an,
obscured the daylight. Mr.. Montgomer,
seated himself with his back to the win
dow. and In that position his feature
were indistinct to any person comini
into the room.