Pierre weekly free press. (Pierre, S.D.) 1889-19??, 1905-12-21

ence? There was irony In the very
idea. Now that the Excitement oos CT. the the
situation was subsiding. the brothers
knew that they were drifting apart
once more.
.I'm forgiven in a measure. but the
fact that my hands are supposed to be
blood-stained cannot be forgotten, "
said Guy to himself, with bitter
smile. Thank heaven, fiififia s graft
tude will be genuine. / suppose
ought to be satisfied with written
thanks. But why should be? Even
moth may burn itself to death in a
candle. He shuddered. The simiie
was an ugly one.
81 don't feel inclined to go back to
Scotland Yard to tell them what we
have discovered" said Reggie. Taking
part in trial and giving evidence and
that kind of work is always an ordeal
for a girl. I'm calculating on her pull.
ing through to a certainty; for I'm sure
she will"
"She was on her way to see you at
your CIldllUSIo WlCu tAC 6ACSlly dQs
venture befell her.
mot alone2''
"Yes. She wanted to solve the mys-
terry that caused you to break off the
engagement. She is deeply attached
to you. Don't embitter her life and
ton to break off the engagement"
81 shall do what is right" replied
Reggie. AS soon as she is quite well
and strong shall leave England. The
engagement will always remain brok-
en- off,"
Again Guy resented Sir Georges re-
covery; again he yearned to tell his
brother the truth. But no; the truth
must never escape his lips.
eve may as well part now" he said,
in heart-sick voice. 81, shall go back
to Arlington by the first train to-mor-
row."
do you intend to see Lady Filing
ham and to tell her how we found Au-
drey?"
yes"
"To give you my candid opinion, I
think you ought to write about it.
don't think that you ought to be going
SO often to see her.
Candid opinions are rarely appre-
ciated. We all like to run our own
lives. Goodbye"
But it was not the first train to Ar
lington that Guy took the next day.
Hours spent in wondering how he
could escape from the complicated hor-
rors of his present position caused him
to sleep late on the morrow
1t was three O'clock before he ar
rived at home. Lunch over, it seemed
too late to call at Carlton Park.
It'll go there tomorrow" he said.
IF went to-day should only look like
the bearer of bad news. Better pull
myself round; try to forget that my
hopes have been centered on that
scoundrel's DEATH
He took out cigar cut off the end,
lighted it, and proceeded leisurely to
enjoy its comforting fragrance. At
this moment servant entered with a
card.
Mr.. Henry Cobb!' exclaimed Guy,
mentally. who can the fellow be-?
No address nothing to indicate where
he comes from and what he is Then,
turning to the servant, he added out
loud: what kind of man is he?"
Respectable looking, sir l rather
think that he's one of the detectives
who have been down here for the last
few weeks trying to find out who muir
dered that woman called Williams.
Shall show him in, sir?"
Guy leaned forward and tipped the
ashes off his cigar. What answer
should he give--yes or no? To see
this man might lead him, Guy Erskine,
being forced to say or intimate many
untruths. But he could be cautious.
The fact of the man calling to see him
dsSottsd threatening development in
the position of affairs, and it was well
to keep in touch with all that was hap.
pening.
Yes, yes; I'll see him."
1t was irritably said.
(To BE continued.)