Lincoln County leader. [volume] (Toledo, Lincoln County, Or.) 1893-1987, 1907-03-29
CHAPTER XXI.

Hand locked in hand, they stood to-
gether in the dusk of evening at the cham
bers in Pump Court, gazing into one an
others eyes-Cyras and Charles Baum
garten.
1t was the evening after Charles ig-
nominious exit from the house of DR.. Dy-
nevor He had been busy all day. had
been in court, the junior counsel in an
Insignificant case had made one at a
consultation at Lincoln's Inn; had been
occupied in other ways. The only per-
sonal thing he had found time to do for
himself was to write letter to Lord
Avon. And now, the days work over,
and his dinner over, he was mentally de-
liberating as to whether he should at once
apply to the police for counsel in his curl
Gus dilemma, or wait and see what the
next day or two would bring forth
when he heard the sound of a visitor ap-
preaching.
A gentleman of free and easy manners
had run up the stairs to the door which
bore on it the name of "Mr. Charles
Baumgarten." Knocking with the silver
head of his very elegant cane, he had
stood humming a tune until the summons
was answered by the boy, Joe. Master
in?" he cried, airily, and walked forward
without waiting for a reply, as If he knew
his way about the chambers as we'll as
Joe himself did. The boy stared in amaze
ment; he had never seen two people so
much alike as this gentleman and his
master.
Charley, ladw Joe heard him say in
salutation.
The resemblance was certainly wonder
full. Height, figures, features, even the
voices were the same. Only in the ex-
preston of the two countenances a differ
ence might be seen. That of Cyras was
gay, light, laughing, as If he had never
in his whole life heard of a thing called
care; that of Charles was thoughtful and
rather sad And their resemblance to
their late father, the dean of Denham, was
as great as 1t was to one another.
Don't you know me, Charley?"
Intense surprise had struck Charles
dumb.
''Yes, I know you, Cyras, my brother
but l can't believe yet that it is really
you"
There's no mistaking the likeness"
laughed CyraS. Look at yourself in the
glass, and then look at me. Folks might
VOW we were twins. You are silent with
surprise, Charley"
II am more than surprised; I am be-
wildered. Sit down. How long have you
been in England?"
"A few weeks. But most of it has
been spent in Paris, not in England. I've
been sticking to work like brick for
long time, and 1 thought had earned
holiday; so l came over to the old coun-
try, to see you all. When l arrived /
found you had all flown in different direc-
tions; you gone on circuit and Berkeley
Square shut up"
''They are staying at Great Whitton
with Uncle Avon. You should have sent
us word that you were coming, Cyras"
II couldn't. l steamed away from We'll
lington the very same day that made up
my mind to come over. The fact is,
Charley, I-but 1 need not bother you
by going into everything" added Cyras.
'How is the dear mother?"
"Quite WE'LL"
sand Gertrude? Is she as pretty as
ever? Any chance of her getting spliced?"
''Well, l can't say anything for GER
tain," hesitated Charles. "But / should
not very much wonder if we heard of
wedding before very long. 1t is Everard
Wilmot."
ITO be continued.)