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Yes, returned M. ClauQe lookiNS
at him for an instant. He came to
seek tidings of the missing young
lady, in whom he seems deeply in
terested.'
You do not. then, believe that any
great crime has been committed, he
faltered.
"All things are possible, but I hope
that before many days are over you
will hear from the young lady her
self. believe it is an unusually
clever case of elopement. I have
communicated with the English po-
lice; but an eloquent shrug-
they have fewer facilities than W e
My telegram yesterday was too late
to catch the Dover mail boat-not
that I think it was Of much conse-
quence, for--'
His reason was never uttered; a
tap at the door interrupted him. He
rose, took a dispatch from the hands
of a messenger Closing the door.
he read it, and then with a grim
smile, said:
my suspicious are not far wrong.
The young lady is safe and we'll at
Bordeaux-and not alone"
What does your employe say?"
cried Glynn, not much conforted by
the announcement.
Read for YOURSELF said M.
Claude, handing the telegram to him.
Glynn eagerly scanned the lines.
Young English or American lady
answering to description arrived here
last evening; is staying at The Lion
dor, on the quay. Has been visited
by the captain of an American steam
err and another man. Father must
come at once and identify her, or she
may escape"
This is some mistake said Glynn
the words dancing before his eyes.
This cannot be Miss Lambert"
ut is most unlikely that my COL
league at Bordeaux should be in err
or. He is n Of the shrewdest en-
ployes of the surete. At all events
we must inform the father"
He rang, and desired that M. Lam
bert should be recalled. Glynn was
infinitely touched by the dulled, help
less look of the once bright, alert
Lambert. He watched him read the
telegram, and an expression of pleas
ure cleaned in his eyes.
This is a chance, anyhow he
exclaimed. "Of course I'll go. When
is the next train?"
The detective watched him curl
ously.
But, Lambert" exclaimed Glynn,
in English, you surely do not be-
lieve this can be your daughter? You
do not think that delicate, tender
| creature would fly from you to meet
men of whom you know nothing?"
Maybe l do" said Lambert, land
maybe I don't. Drowning men clutch
at straws. I'll go, anyway
He swayed slightly as he spoke.
and caught Glynn's arm.
"It is more than he can bear"
said NJ. Claude, with a rare CLEAN of
feeling. I will telegraph to my col
league to meet you at the Care. The
mail train leaves at six. You will be
in Bordeaux about oon tomorrow.
You will, I trust, need no further Al
sistance from my department. wish
you good morning, gentlemen"
He opened the door politely, aid
they went forth.
Lambert" said Glynn, as he sup
ported his friends unsteady steps,
you are not fit to travel alone. I
will go with you"
I'm better" returned Lambert,
withdrawing his arm, land I thank
you from the bottom OF my heart;
but Id rather go alone. If-if-oh!
| great heavens!-She mightn't like to
| see you, Glynn. No, no." with in
| creasing decision, II would rather go
alone, and I will send you word what
I find. You have been wonderfully
! good to me, and you know what she
was-is. Why do I despair? If
oh, it," with sudden fury, Il I'VE
| get my grip on the Internal villain
that drove her to this, he'll have een
the last Of light, and go down to
know what l am talking about. My
head seem all wrong"
You had better let me go with
you, Lambert. Believe ME, you are
not fit to go alone, and You must keep
we'll, at any rate, till you recover or
rescue your daughter
Recover her! Ay, that l will"
standing still suddenly. do you
think I'm not proof against every
thing till l find her? and then-and
my work, and I'll rest-ay, rest we'll
and long. But I'll make this jour
ney alone"
There was nothing for it but to
give up all thoughts of persuading
him.
The hours which succeeded, how
slowly, yet swiftly, they dragged
their torturing length!
Still. fast or slow. the hours went
by. Glynn was finally overcome with
fatigue and sleep. SO enjoyed a few
hours of blessed oblivion.
He woke with a startled ems of
wrong-doing in having forgotten even
for a moment the awful uncertainty
that had laid its curse upon him, and
collecting his thoughts, remembered
his surprise at not having received
a telegraphic message from Lambert.
True. he might not have succeededat
once in seeing his SunnnSed daugh-