The Washington times., 1912-11-07

when she partially recovered and gained
strength. the doctor persuaded me to
send her to a sanatorium for treatment.
"CharlerOi was recommended to me.
1t was chiefly celebrated as a lunatic
asylum. but 1t has an annex where dip.
Bomaniacs and drug fiends are cared
for. Al first the Doctors reports were
very discouraging, but lately her i'm
provement is said to have been quite
astonishing; 30 much SO that II was de-
cided that l should take her away for
ieroi when the news reached me that
Amy had escaped.
I'VE soon discovered that she had fed
with a NJ. de Brissac. who had been
wife,s disappearance. We traced them
to within few miles OF Paris. but there
lost track of them. / have. however,
engaged n detective TO furnish me with
man is keeping out OF the way for fear
/ shall kill him! Bah! why, I pity
him. that is all: he'll soon find out what
that woman is like. he has given me
that means to me. ] only wish. my
father were alive to know that have
this chance Of beginning life over
again"
lie was always 30 kind to us boys when
we stayed at Lingwood. I wrote you
when heard the sad news. but you
never answered any OF my letters"
give me. have been too miserablo-too
ashamed! | only wanted to creep away
and to be forgotten .
Your father died In Paris. didn't
Eyes, luckily was with him. II was
just after / had taken Amy to Char-
leroi. lie was a broken-hcartcd man;
he never got over the mess | had made
OF nv life, and Wilmersley's marriage
was the last straw. lie brooded over IL
continually"
why had you father been so sure sure
marry? He was an old bachelor. but
not so very old after all. He can't be
more than 30 now"
well, you see. wilmersley has bee
in his bonnet. His mother was a Span
ish ballet dancer whom my nucle mar
ried when he was mere boy. She
wac a dreadful old creature; | remem-
Der her distinctly. a great fat woman,
with a big white face and enormous
CLASSY black eyes. ! was afraid Of her:
She died when Wilmerslcv was about
twenty. and nv uncle few months
later. His funeral was hardly over
ing definite was heard OF him for al
most twenty-five years.
"He was supposed to be travelling In
the East, and from time to tiine some
pretty queer rumors drifted back about
him. whether they were true or not
] have never know. one day ne re-
turned to Gcralton as unexpectedly as
he mad lpTt IL. lie t'lt 1h llf at 'u''s
lie has Immense family pride-I fancy
the ballet dancer rnnkles-and having
decided for some reason or. other not
to marry, ne wished his heir To cut u
dash He offered me an allOWanc" OF
E4,OO0 n year. told me to marry as soon
as possible, and sent me home
well. that was pretty decent OF him.
You don't seem very grateful.
"I can't bear him. He's most re-
pulsivc looking chap, thorough Span,
lard, with no trace of his fathers blood
that | can see. Az ] married soon ar
tcrward. and my mnrriag" was not tn
and sworc | should never succeed him
II he could help IT, SO you see I haven
much reason to be grateful to him
"Beastly shame! lie married Miss
Mannering. Lady Cpton's granddaugh'
ter. didn't he?'
YES"
she is n little queer. I believe"
Really | didn't know that. ! have
never seen her, but hear she is very
brought up by that old cormTdgeon oi
grandmother and married out OF thu
school room to Wilmcrsl"y. She has
never had much OF a chance. has She"
'Thcr" are no children as vet?'
so that now that your father is dead
! you are the immediate heir"
| The door was flung open and Peter
| rushed into the room brandishing a pa
| per.
"Oh! sir-it's come at last. always
felt It would'' he suffered. with ex'
| CitemeEt.
what on earth Is the matter with
| you unyhnw?"
II beg pardon. sir. but I'm that hov.
! erCOme! I card they crying 'hcxtras
so I went out and gets orc-just casua
! IKE. Little did think what would bC
| in it-and there II was
| There was what" both men spok,
at once. leaning eagerly forward.
| That Lord Wimerslcy Is dead-anC
So my lord, l wish you much JOY and q
| long life"
This is very sudden" gaspcd Crtch,
ton. II hadn't heard he was III. What
| did he die OFF,
| "'E was murdered, my lord"
A Continuation of ThI. Story VIII
he Found In TomorrOw's
| Issue of The Times.