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search the murderer out till he IS
found and handed to justice"
us there NJ clew?'
1t wasEnid who spoke, for Dorothy's
nerve suddenly gave way, Z all she
could do was to cling to GeTTais, who,
thinking her upset by the horrible de-
tails, held her closer 10 him and
kissed her tenderly.
None; it is, however, very early,
and we have had no time to make in
vestigations. I am now going over
to Sir Gregory Martins, who is the
second magistrate, and shall consult
him. The poor fellow has been car
ried to the small inn, the Sparrow.
halfway to Loxton, and will remain
there for the coroner's inquest"
"Have-have they found his
name?" breathed, rather than asked,
Dorothy.
"Yes-that is, we have picked up a
letter that must have fallen from his
pocket addressed to George Laxon,
Esq, Graham's Hotel, Holborn."
"Did-did you open it,"
Dorothy just moistened her fever
ish lips with her tongue. She had
never written to that address, but still
there there might be one of hers in
closed, or-Gervais' answer reas-
sured her in one sense, but sent a cold
SILVER through her the while.
Yes, 1 opened it; it was from a
Mrs. Baker, who, it appears, has the
care of his child. Poor little mite!
What a cruel fate to be left alone SO
early in life! And now, my darling,
kiss me; l must be off. Sir Gregory
Martin is never to be found after
twelve o'clock, and it is nearly that
now. Promise me to take care of
yourself; I will leave you in Miss
Leslie's charge, and then I shall be
happy all day, for I know she will
look after you"
Dorothy chung to him.
Il hate your going about thus; it
will distress you; must you go, Ger
vais?"
Yes, I must. Remember, I am a
magistrate and have my duty to per-
form; but don't be alarmed, my
darling; it is an unhappy business;
but beyond dealing with it as a magis-
trate, it need trouble me no further,
save that my blood boils to think that
so cowardly a murder should go IN
punished. However, l am a firm be-
lever in the law, and I feel certain
that all sin is found out, sooner or
later. There, kiss me, my dearest!"
And with a tender embrace, Ger
vais went quickly from the room.
Dorothy stood m%otionless as he
left her.
"All sin will be found OUT" she
muttered, wildly.
"Dulcie," said Lady Lowe, as SIZE
entered her daughters apartment
that same night, during the hour be-
fore dinner, tell Beavis to pack your
clothes. We can not stay here an
other hour. Great heavens! we shall
be murdered in our beds. And there
is no reason why we should remain,
as he is gone. If we go straight to
the duchess we shall be certain to
find out where he u.s."
Il am sure 1 am very glad to CO."
replied Dulcie, ungratefully, "if only
to get away from that nasty, red
headed thing! Ugh! How l hate
herr"
She will not be likely to trouble
you again, my dear" remarked Lady
Lowe, shrewdly; "but be sure and
part amiably from Lady Derriman.
This is a delightful house, and she
will be useful to US in the season."
Lady Loves announcement of her
departure on the morrow was a cue
for the rest, and Dorothy was not the
least surprised to find that, after din
ner, one and all of the guests de-
clared, with some excuse, that they
must leave the next day.
1T is an awful thing, my dear
Lady Derriman," observed Sir Greg
DRY Martin, who had driven over to
dine and discuss the matter further
with the earl; and it would not be
a bad plan if you went away, too;
you look wretchedly i'll and upset
about it."
Dorothy did indeed look i'll; her
face was haggard and worn, and her
eyes were surrounded by deep black
marks, that made her cheeks seem
quite thin.
Murder is such a CHASTITY thing,
Sir Gregory" she answered, with a
shudder.
To he Continued.