The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1910-05-10
CHAPTER xLlv.-(continued,)

CHAPTER (Contlnued.)
Ailsa made no reply, she did not
attempt 10 dftaip COlyilie as he rum
bed his way from the roomi Inc
sound OF voices came from the han
presently, Ihe voices OF Colvllle ana
his satellite Thomas. the 'front.' dopr
closed with a sullen bang. For some
time Ailsa sat looking az these faieiul
slips of paper She took match pres
emily and reduced them 10 ashes. II
was getting late now. and the lights
from the street lamps were shininS
into the room But Ailsa did NOT
move. She sat there thinking over the
past till Susan came with The iniormo-
ton that dinner was ready. There
was ring at the front door ben
presently. and Grace Wanless came IN.
Il want You TO come round to my
house she said My brother mas
something TO say 10 you. Ailsa. some
thing that is on his mind. II has 10
do with John Stern
Ailsa's conscience reproached her
violently she had altogether forgot
ten John Stern And Lady Altamort
lad triumphantly declared that he
was an outcast singing for bread IN
the streets Something must assured
H. be done for John Stern
II ought 10 be ashamed of myself.
Ailsa cried II will come al once
Grace That mysterious John stern,
whom ! like so much IN spite OF every
thing. has done MS Nall wonderful
service. But for him YOU would never
have seen your mothers Jewels again.
And now they are safe In the Gus
tody of the bank" Grace smiled.
Lady Atamont has been defeated I;
indeed. I'm told that she is leaving
England as soon as her husband S
funeral is over. And In some way she
has lost her power over my brother
/ Cecil | am sure that something very
wonderful has happened, though he
will not tell me what il Is. He says
that he can tell nobody but you--he is
quite a different boy the last two OF
three days.
1T must have something to do with
John Stern" Ailsa said thoughtfully
But for him we should never have
got the best of Lady Altamont; but
for him your mothers, jewels were
gone And she does not know any
thing about it,
she knows nothing. Ailsa. She IS
absolutely in ignorance of everything
that has taken place. And she Is go
| ing tC learn nothing from me II IS
far better thus in her present state OF
health She must never learn how
foolish Cecil has been. But put on
your hat and come with me. | believo
YOU are going 70 hear something OF
great interest to you.
AiIsa had a feeling that way her
self AT any rate at any cost John
Stem must be found and rescued
from his present position His past
might be shady: indeed, Ailsa felt
pretty sure that IL had been, but the
fact remained. and made no difference
He had tried lately to get an honest
! living. and he had failed. as better
men had failed before him. And to
think OF him singing in the streets
| for coppers HORRIBLE
| Ailsa thought it all over now as she
walked along the brilliantly-lightec
! streets with Grace She would put
detectives on the track AT once. Ster
should be told that he had come inc
money; IL would be done in some
delicate kind of way, SO as not to hur
/
/ the great square where Mrs Wanless
} had taken up her quarters. I'm the dis
lance somebody was singing a song
1t was a pretty. pathetic song. in
grand. clear tenor. and Ailsa stopped
10 listen. The ready tears rose 10
! her eyes.
II have not heard that for years,
she said. IT was an old lullaby pc
GUITAR TO the dear old West Country
where ! come from | did not think
that anybody knew il in town. And
Ronald Braybrooke used TO sing il "a
me He wrote two extra verses at the
end should like to stand here AMI
hear the song finished. Grace
Better come inside" Grace said
land listen more comfortably near the
ire Evidently the singer is making
! his way in this direction Come along
Alsa suffered herself TO be led away
into the house. where Mrs. Wanles>
made much of her. Cecil had not
come in yet. Grace said. but he would
not be long seeing that he had sent
her round to bring Ailsa TO Bruton
square Outside the roll of traffic
was getting less: the voice of the
singer came closer and closer. Pres
emily the singer struck into the old
lullaby again and Ailsa listened. with
eyes that were very tender
He's going TO sing an extra verse
! too she said, why. it is the same
! the very same that Ronald wrote
Ny heart is Il rose, and my love l.
the thorn. Grace. Grace, is ii Ronald
come back to me from the grave
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