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! himself and all for which he had worked.
So he turned with mocking laugh on
his lips, but an aching wound in his
heart, and before night time came he was
well away from London.
q Antonio met Gerald Tenby on the door
step of Lady Charlotte Singleton's house.
The girl would have passed in without
even speaking to him, but he stopped her.
i Forgive me-" he said: II heard your
uncle was very i'll. / came to offer my
sympathy"
i My uncle is dead" said Antonia. She
did not look at him; he faneied he saw
the old aversion In her face.
He was a good man. | am sorry"
The girl tried to conquer her feelings,
hut words would not come: indeed, in
this moment the old ioathing for this man
was nppewmost. Not even for the sake
of what was TO be gained could she con-
tinue the part she had SET herself to play.
She bent her head and passed into the
house, and Gerald Tenby turned away and
knew that she wished him to be gone.
Long after Gerald Tenby had risen and
passed away, Sylvia and Ben Coop sat on
| talking.
The woman hardly recognized herself in
| this h0nr. She felt as IL she had been
| touched BY some magician's wand. All the
cultivated hardness and worldliness that
had grown into her nature these many
/ PEARS dropped from her and left her what
| abe once had been. 1t was like a dream
to Sit listening to Ben's slow. north-coun-
try voice.
II must go now" she said '.bnt
shall not say good-by to you. Ben: you
will come 10 me, won't youf'
| ITO the end of the world" Ben said,
simply: ..and when | hare found the lad
I'll be more free to serve you. Liz
| Il pray that you may find the lad"
she said. II hope | may have been the
means, perhaps, of putting you on the
right path. | should like to feel that
had had some share in giving joy to that
beautiful girl who loves him. We met
and spoke. Ben. the other day; ! felt bet
ter after that
| Then Sylvia had swept away and had
gone out to her carriage, Needless of the
| curious eyes that watched her. and Ben
had left the picture gallery, and had gone
out into the streets also. feeling his heart
maze of sorrow and joy, feeling also
| thrill OF excitement.
| He went slowly back to mis- hotel, where
his sad face and bowed head spoke elo-
quently Of trouble and suspense.
| Sylvia mingled In with his thought. 1t
| seemed 30 natural. and yet so strange, that
Liz still lived, and that she had need of
him.
Stephens, the discharged valet, had ar
!. ranged to come 10 him before evening; 30
Ben remained in the hotel, waiting for
| this man. The hours erept by, and Ste
phens did not come. but finally note was
brought. Ii was written in pencil, and
signed by stephens.
stanton il leaving London for the con-
tincnt: ! am going TO follow him. Will
communicate with yon at the earliest OPP
portunity. / think this Is my best plan.
There Is work for you to do. l inclose
you herewith the address Of a house to
which | understand Stanton has been in
the habit of going. | don't know wheth-
er there will be anything In this, but ev-
erything Is worth trying, especially when
we have to deal with such scoundrel. !
shall give you an account Of the money
you advanced to me when we meet again."
The advent Of this letter acted like
magic on Ben. He threaded his way up
to Tottenham Court Road slowly.
The house 10 which he was going lay
vary far out, and more than one person
advised him TO reach It By train.
Feeling the wisdom OF keeping his
strength m much as possible. Ben resolved
| to take this advice. and IL was while he
was threading his way to the station that
he suddenly saw q mans face looking out
at him from hanson upon which was
piled some luggage. The man was Ger
old Tenby. Though his eyes rested upon
Hen for an instant. there was nothing to
tell the rich man that this humble looking
| individual was one who was working for
justice. Gerald Tenby was going to Mill
Cross Court.
When the door had closed upon An
tonia that afternoon he had stood mo-
ment hesitatingiy. The girls manner had
chilled him. and her news had startled
him.
He determined all Mt once that he would
leave London. Stanton had asle. Their
| secSet was safe he PREFER Id to risk
meeting with Lady Be-.
II was a clear sumner night when he
HtASnteu tTum tine IFalh III MIL tf0Ass anu
he gave sigh Of relief. Al least for
few hours. be said to himself. be would
be free from questioning eyes and from
those imaginations OF suspicion that made
life in London so impossible.
But as he walked down the platform
he found his brows contracted with a
frcwn. and be felt his heart leap with
new fear. for a woman's figure was stand
Ing CLOSE by. and as be passed her be felt
that she turned and looked AT him stead
ily.
Certainly Sylvia Casteila was the very
last woman In the world whom he would
have expected 10 see In such place. aud
instantly all his suspicious and fears were
looscd again.
What had brought her TO Mil crossi
lie knew now that she was associated not
only with Stanton, but with this man
whose friendship 10 Hubert renby signi.
led 30 much.
Why should such woman as this turn
her back upon hsr life In town and travel
10 Mill FroSx unless abe was fhara far