Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1910-03-18
CHAPTER XIII


Miss Lavenham's letter to her friend
which had obviously been written at DIFF
ferent times, came to an abrupt trclk
here, and then another date was added.
10th August.-It is all over. Every
thing is over, and my hfe-everyt thing
that is worth calling life-is over with
it. He knows; he is angry, and-he does
not forgive. / made q stupid mistake.
Not that it matters much, or indeed at
all. 1t had to come out. Only it might
have made a difference if / had con.
fessed it to him of my own free will in
stead of being forced into the avowal.
Here is the story. / travelled down
into little village called Carleshope in
the garb of Denzil Caterhouse in order
10 post letter to Mr.. Caterhouse. pur-
porting to come from myself imploring
his assistance in enabling me to escape
from the clutches of one MIR Thomas
Wilson, who had me locked up until /
would consent to marry him. 1t was
not very probable tale. was it2 And
1t was scarcely worthy of my inventive
genius. But you see l was getting SO
bored / did not care how soon | was
found out. I chose Carleshope simply
because | saw the name in Bradshaw
j selected the name of Mr. Thomas VIII
son at random; and the ridiculous thing
was that there turned out to be really a
Mr.. thomas Wilson living at Carleshope
Oh, how I laughed when Aubrey told
me, though it turned out poor Jest for
me!
Wen, I went down by train and
posted my letter, and, as luck would
nave 1t, lost my return ticket and had
mo money in my pocket. As a matter
o. TACT my funds were getting low,
which was another and very important
reason for my resurning my own proper
character without loss of time. So |
stepped into a pawnbroker's shop to
pawn my ring 1t was a ring / always
used to wear, and which. since / became
my own relative, I had always kept
hanging round my neck by ribbon. l
need not say put it on my finger before
gong into the shop. 1t was a new ex-
perlenee to mo, bargaining with pawn
broker, but you know l always did en-
Joy any kind of new experience. / did
mot much like parting with the ring even
TN the next day, when I thought could
easily go down again and redeem it.
But icould not 90 down the next day
because it was one of the days when
Aubrey came to spend the afternoon
with me. The pawnbroker. for some rea-
son best known to himself, put the ring
IN his shop window. l had nearly for
gotten about it when / sent for my
amateur detective and showed him my
nlece's letter, and begged him to go
down at once and investigate the matter.
lie and Mr.. Langrishe at once went like
IS al - ho,r
lady love, and there they saw the ring
IN the pawnbro<er's window.
They also saw Mr.. Thomas Wilson,
winch was contingency I had not reck-
oned on. They also discovered that they
mad been duped, and then they put their
wise heads together and made the fur
Isher discovery that Denzil Caterhouse
iilad-murdered his niece Denzilia! They
Tor the old gentleman's arrest.
"On the day that this precious scheme
was to be put into execution | upset
their plans by taking off my wig and
gong for drive in q hanson in my own
u.,ndisguised person, as it was now and
Then my custom to do, to see what would
come of it. Hitherto nothing had come
OF It; but on this occasion / was seen
oy Aubrey Montresor. All, why did l
not then and there jump out of that
ransom and tell him everything as we
stood on the pavement together! Instead
OF doing so | waited till / was two or
three streets off and then got out, dis
missed that hanson, hailed another, and
was driven back to Graham street, and
nad not been there ten minutes before
aubrey Montresor arrived and insisted
% seeing Mr.. Denzil Caterhouse at once.
4 had to keep him waiting while
donned my disguise, which it always
took me a long time to do.
1t was the last time--though I did
not know then when I dressed ~ the
gari-thst should persoHate my ~