The Spectator., 1915-07-16
CHAPTER lx-Continued.

fes, SIT. tte calieu nere Tn a ny on the day he came out. and at his re- quest took him over the castle. He went into the library and spent half an hour in pacing across it, taking measurements and examining the big cupboard in which he was found in- added the young woman, wasn't it?" Very" I replied.
 The gentleman might have been in there now had not gone into the li- brary and found lot of illustrated papers. which l always put in the cupboard to keep the place tidy, thrown out on to the floor. l went to put them back, but discovered the door locked. The key afterwards found in the grate, where MT. Leithcourt had evidently thrown 1t. and op opening the door imagine the shock1 had when I found the visitor lying doubled up. I. of course. thought he was dead"
 And when he returned here on his recovery. did he question your"
 "Oh. yes. He asked about the Leithcourts. and especially about Miss Muriel. l believe he's rather sweet on her. by the way he spoke. And really no better or kinder lady ever breathed. I'm sure. We're all very sorry indeed for her"
 He came into this room, sup pose?"
 Yes. sir" she responded. with just a slight hesitation, l thought. This was the room where he stayed the longest. There was a photograph in that frame over there," she added, in- dicating the frame that had held the picture of Elma Heath. "a portrait of a young lady, which he begged me to give him."
 And you gave it to him?" I cried quickly.
 "Well-yes, sir. He begged so hard for it, saying that 1t was the portrait of a friend of his"
 some for it-eh?"
 The young woman, whom l knew could not refuse halfa-sovereign. col ored slightly and smiled.
 He didn't tell you who the young lady was. spppose?"
 No, sir He only said that that was the only photograph that existed. and that she was dead"
 "Dead!" gasped. staring at her. Yes. sir. That was why he was so anxious for the picture"
 Elma Heath dead! Could it be true? That sweet-pictured face haunted me as no other face had ever impressed itself upon my memory. It somehow seemed to impel me to endeavor to penetrate the mystery. and yet Hylton Chatter had declared that she was dead! recollected the remarkable letter from Abo. and her own declara- ton that her end was near. That let ter was. she said. the last she should write to her friend.
 "After he had put the photograph in his pocket. the gentleman made most minute search in this room." the do mestic went E0nn 1e consulted his
 Hing all along
 ore searching
 00rd or hiding
 looked at the plan. and saw . mark in red ink upon 1t. He was try ing to discover that spot. and was greatly disappointed at not being able to do 90. He was in here over an hour. and made . most careful search all around"
 And what explanation did he give?" "He only said. If find what want. Ann. I shall make you present of a tsa-pound note That naturally made nc anxious"
 He made no other remark about the young ladyb death?" ! inquired anx. iously.
 "No. Only he sighed. and looked steadily for . long time at the photo graph. saw his lips moving. but his words were inaudible."
 You haven't any idea of the rcason why he called upon Ar. Leithccuxt | ouppossy"