The Washington times., 1920-09-05
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heap of Jewels and vessels found
beside him In the vault II is not
likely that ne would have thought
IL worth while ever again TO visit
his treasure house. IL was EVIDENT
ly TO be a final haul.
The two Englishmen dined al ths
chateau with Monsieur de Barron
and the doctor from Blois. The lat
ter was interested more In his late
patient than In the mystery or ths
ease, and talked learnedly about
the spine and the lungs. There
would be an inquiry. he said; hut.
II monsieur did not wish h, the
whole affair need not be made pub
lie. Henri had confessed to him
that the man had visited the
chateau before; he was an anti
quarian, doubtless, and-well, he
had met with an accident. Any In
quirers would have TO be satisfied
with that.
The doctoy shrugged his shoul-
ders and poured out a glass OF Bur-
gundy.
II will see my friend in Blols
about 1t, Monsieur de Barron; you
will not be annoyed"
II was late when Berwick and
the solicitor reached the Three
Lilies and they inquired at once
for Mr.. Haverton. The host told
them he had gone back to Paris.
He had seemed to be In a great
hurry and had left a letter for
messieurs. Baxenter tore open the
envelope.
"Gentlemen-I have decided, on
second thought, not to await your
decision as to what Is to be done
. with me. Your remarks as to my
having no money are somewhat
wide of the mark. The luggage ut
the Hotel .d'Eclair is Renton's;
mine is in a safe place and con"
tains enough. l imagine. for me to
live in comparative comfort for the
rest of my life.
my theatrical enterprises in
England ! disposed of to my man.
ager the day l ran up to London
from Adderbury Towers.
Whether | shall choose England
as my future home / cannot say.
I think not.-E. H."
Berwick, when this was read out
to him, laughed.
Just as we'll. eh, Baxenter? We
wouldn't have known what to do
with the beast, anyway. What are
you going to do with the money!
mean Vivian's--and the Towers?"
81 reckon that Stella should have
something to say to that. It's hers;
but. II know her. she won't touch
a penny. expect hospital will
have it in the long run. AS to the
Towers I'll just let it rip. The man
only rented it, and I don't fancy
anything out of the place myself
The furniture was expensive, but
too fashy, and the pictures were
we'll, tripe. In any case, ! don't
intend to let the police rake up poor
Hubert's death again II l can help
it. | suppose Barchester will be
agog with mystery for nine days.
then they will shake their heads
and say that they always said that
there was something fishy about
that fellow Dartin,' and the land
lord will step in, and there will be
sale.
Cant you see the society danes
sf Barchester entering the Towers
for the first and last time to view
the lots? You know how these
things are. wonder what the
auctioneer will think when he
comes across the dress suit | wore
in the cellar. Luckily, there is no
mark on it to show it's mine"
Berwick smiled.
Il think you're right to let it CO."
he said. "It's been a romantic
tangle, but only our own little cir
Gle know the details. There is no
good raking up the past; 1t can't
do Hubert any good. Haverton
doesn't know anything about
Stella's fortune, and, in any case,
| think we've seen the last of him.
Now, I'm for that little room under
the roof-and bed"
But Robert Baxenter sat late
writing a letter to Stella, in which
he asked her to break her contract
Immediately, as Haverton had dis
posed of his companies. He added
that he would be In Paris In a
weeks time, where he would take
roor,c NJ tho Mourico for hor