The Washington times., 1912-06-11

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at last, losing control of her
self completely, rushed at my father
like q wildcat and sank her nails In his
face. In his effort to free himself a
shsrp-cornered seal ring that he wore
cut her wrist ..--...
That little scar cost my father $500.
Never In all my experience have / seen
such an exhibition of fury. She was
such q terrible and repulsive specta Gle
that my passion for her changed to a
sickening sensation of disgust.
was anxious to get away, from her and
easier said than done. She had set her
heart ON becoming Lady Baramora But
and title. she loved money, too, and her
~oanded affections were not proof
against the price my father offered her.
when she saw that the title was i'm
possible to attain she accepted the
money. My father settled an annuity
upon her sufficient to keep her in COM
fort all her life. He also induced her
TO accept the hand OF the undergroom.
q young chap who was ardently in love
with her, and paid the passage of the
pair to Australia the day after they
were married. 49,.
''on the following day I sailed for
Egypt. i have never seen or heard of
either of them since until today. When
James Hoskins-"
. James HoSkins!' broke in Mrs CHS
leigh; what has James Hoskins got to
Il believe. Mrs. Chisleigh." resumed
Lord Baramore, that James Hoskins
and the man whom you have known
as Paul Jennings are one and the same
man. And I fear his wife is the girl
whom l knew In my youth as Amanda
How incredi5le! calculated Mrs.
Shisleigh. ITO think that here. in this
evil genius OF your youth, and that she
lfhollld be mixed up in the mystery tina,
has been giving rs all this trouble. But
the little girl. Lord Baramore? never
her sisters child!'
II this W Iman is the former AInan.
aa Riordan,' Lord Baramore explained
ar Thea esVsr wha nad was siStsli this woman whs
aud bringing this child? who was tn.
woman? Who Is the child? There was
1ddenv noddT 70 with star,a She stop9sd
why" she exclaimed, suddenly. Il
have something that may possibly helr
to solve that mystery. Walt a mo.
,Sspt; Iss.1y; ]! It is upstairs. will bring it di
1t was but L moment until she re-
turned.
Il cannet conceive how it has cs
saDed my mind so long," she said q
I'll the floor. 1t had fallen fror, Mrs
Jennings pocket when she drew ou
her handkerchief the day they came t,
explain the first. trouble at the Hods.
OF tho Purple windows"
1t is q very peculiar thing" she con
,tinued, as she placed the box In hi
hand. We hav. often wondered-''
Her words died in her throat as sh,
face. Pad a ghost risen before him h,
PC.ld not have been more coioTless, an,
biz large, light blue eyes fairly bulge,
from his head as he turned them upoI
her.
''Where-where- in the name of heav
en- did this bracelet come frome" h
painted hoarsely. catching her arm.
Mrs. Jennings dropped IT."
It? What does this mean? Mrs. CHS
leigh. this little bracelet belonged I.
my daughter. bought 1t for her oil
her seventh birthday. and never from
1T was a little compact between III
that she should wear 1t for her dadd!
until II grew too small, and that i
should then be replaced by another.
] thought" he stopped. his, excite
ment too great TO proceed.
Look, he went on in a rapid. excited
tone, when he could speak. look. 1t 4
my seal and ring! 1t is my little giriJ
bracelet. 1t was taken from the arm
of my dead child. Who-who coult
have brought 1t here? Who was tn
woman that Mrs. Jennings called he
sister7 Tell me what she was ltke!'
His excitement had communicate,
itself TO Mrs. Chisleigh. With yoic
that trembled she described the won
an know to them as Mrs. Puyster.
You say" Lord Baramore broke In
when she had almost finished the de
soription, that this woman was tai
dark. gaunt, very thin-tell me, wa
there any peculiarly disunguishin
mark about her that you noticed?'
Mrs. Chisleigh remembered.
"Yes, yes, there was! l only saw tn
woman once. but no one. even once see
ing her, could forget the long tagge
scar across her face or the livid mar
that ran from hand to elbow!'
Lord Baramore sprang to his feet an
stood staring at her, his face white
Topen-mouthed, his breast heaving. The
with a great oath he brought his fis
down on the table.
Janet he shouted. Janet Bran
scom-my wife's maid! What is sh
doing here? How does she come by m
chilfs bracelet? Who Is the child thf
she Is passing off as her own? Wha
strange, inexplicabie mystery Is thl
we have run into!