Los Angeles herald., 1906-04-15


grandfather was in town Bernard
knew nothing, and ignorant that the old
man had taken up his abode in Crimea Square
So he told Durham when the lawyer questioned
him.
The three old schoolfeows came together at
DlIrham's house. which situated on Cam
den Hill. Faithful to his intention to see Gore,
the lawyer had sent note asking Conniston
where Bernard was to be found. Already Con-
niston had told Durham of his chance of meet
ing in the Park, so when he received Durham's
letter he insisted taking Gore to dinner at the
lawyers house. Bernard only too glad, and
the three had a long talk old times. When
the meal was ended Durham carried off his
guests to the library, where they sat around
sea-wood fire slipping coffee and smoking the ex-
cellent cigars of their host.
WELL" said Durham, slowly, "your grand
| father to see the other day on busl-
ness"
Il can guess what the business was" put in
Bernard, bitterly, and thinking that new will
had been made.
The lawyer smiled "Qute so. But don't ask
me to betray the secrets of my client But Sir
Simon knew you were in the Imperial Yeoman-
ry, Bernard. He learned that from Beryl.
who is, no doubt, spying on me. 1t is
thanks to julius that l had the row with my
grandfather. He"
''It's queer thing" went on Durham, taking
no notice of Commission, ''but afterwards-yes-
telday, in fact-Sir Simon wrote saying that he
heard from Mrs. Gilroy of an Imperial Ieoman
who had been visiting in the kitchen of Crimea
Square"
''What about Crimea Square?" asked Gore,
quickly.
your grandfather is stopping therein No.
80; old Jefferies' house."
"Oh! knew nothing of that. Go on"
"Sir Simon" proceeded the lawyer, looking
at Gore, "stated in his letter that the descrip.
ton of the soldier given by the maid, applied
to you, Bernard"
Gore stared and looked puzzled, as did Connis-
ton. But / don't quite understand, said the
former. 'Do you mean that my grandfather
thinks that have been making love to some
servant in Crimea Square,"
"In No. 80. Yes That is what Sir Simon's
letter intimated to me-"
Gore rose and began to pace the room. 'I
should like to see my grandfather" said he, "as
I want to apologize for my behavior. But am
afraid if we come together there will be trou-
ble"
"You always were an impulsive beast" said
CIonnston with the candor of a long friendship.
''Well, then"-he rose and crossed to the writ
ing table-"I'll scrawl note to Mrs Moon tell
ing her to put you up at Cove Castle She can
hold her tongue, and the castle is in so out-of-
the-way locality that one will spot you
there You can then walk across to Hurseton-
lts only Ten Innes-dliu SEC IL 'h"' A'0" W.
is alight."
All this chatter had made Bernard rather inn
patient II must cut along" he said; Its rath-
er foggy and it will take me long time to fetch
nv barracks No, thank you, Mark, l don't
want ANYTHING to drink. Give a couple of
those cigarettes, Commission. Good night"
1t was foggy night. Gore put his hands into
his pocllets and smoked bravely he felt his
way down the hill Hardly had he issued from
, the gate when he felt someone clutch his coat.
laI -, h,1 TA.
he might meet with all manner of unpleasant
adventures However, being Immediately un-
der a lamp, he saw that small boy hold
| ing on to him A pretty lad he looked, though
| clothed in rags and miserable with the cold.
Tn one hand he held a tray of matches and in
the other piece of bread. His feet were bare
!. and his rags scarcely covered him. In child
like. innocent manner he looked up into the
face of the tall soldier. "Well, boy" said Ber-
nard, feeling for sixpence, "Are you wanting to
get home?"
e"Ain't got no home" said the boy, hoarsely.
J at sleeps in barrel, I does. when ard up It's
t YOU as the lady wants to see.'
"The lady'' Bernard looked down at the
|, imp 'What do you mean?'
r ''Its this way, my lord" said the boy. look
( ing like a cherub of innocence. "The lady. she
e saws to me that in this street you'll see before
twelve, soldier in weller clothes. Tell him to
t foller the Red Winder Come along" and hs
. darted off in the fog.
= ''But YOU must explain, began Bernard, when
he stopped The boy had disappeared into the
Y fog and wondering how he came to be in possess
e sion of this information which concerned him,
. Gore walked along feeling his way by the brick
b wall The boy had vanished, and there he was
alone in the heart of the fog. No one appeared,
and he could not even see his guide. Looking
t overhead Bernard suddenly saw Red Window
Y on the first story of house. There was light
e behind the glass over the door, but the young
e man did not look at that. He staring at
I the window in the first story, which showed a
t fiery red color.
e ii wonder if this is Crimea Square and the
house." muttered Bernard, stepping forward.
v "And whether Lucy put that light there and
:, sent the boy to tell me. But how could she
/, know was with Durham tonight"
o Again he heard the whistle, and then came a
shrek which apparently from the house.
/, Bernard ran to the steps, wondering if anything
IS was the matter. The door opened, and wo-
e man burst out of the house shriekng at the
nitch of her Murder! Murder Muir
g der!' she cried. "Oh, the police-the police!
u Murderl"
Y 'Mrs Gilroyl' Bernard saw her face in the
liobt which streamed from the open door, and
r which was thrown by the street lamp vaguely
e through the fog. She stopped and clutched him,
lie staring into his face.
le "Come," she said in a harsh whisper, and
ID dragged him forward Quite bewidered, Gore
suffered himself to be led. Mrs. Gilroy drag
r ced him rather than led him up the stairs and
9. into room. There he saw his grandfather seat
IS ed by the fire with handkerchief round his
n neck. and another tied across his mouth-qute
1t dead. "Murder!" said Mrs Gilroy.
To BE Continued Next Sunday