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rrARBURY--an ex-convict!" he
I'M oxclaimed. "You mean thatf"
read your watchman in the morn
- so;d spargo. "You'll find tho
n.so,e ,"s, story there--I'm going to write
:. va ,an;0bt when you people have gone.
1,,, make good reading
" r.o,,n and Jessie Aylmore took
snsrso's hint and went away, spargo
..oibc them to the door with another
.,o,cc Of his belief in their fathers
assula ass..no and his determination to hunt
innoeeth thc real criminal. Ronald Breton
dowp Snvn with them to the street and
wen' ,hcm into cab, but in another
,s,,o saw .'I bc was back in Spargos s room
nl'uS Snorao had expected. He shut the
aoor carefully behind him and turned 70
Spsrao with an eager face: u y,
II say, Spargo, Is that really SO!
!, asked, about Marbury being an
OK .convictr ~ ,,u ~ ,,oro
doubt about it than l have that 4 see
Sou. Marbury was in reality one J9nn
Maitland, bank manager, Oh Markei
n,;ica ster. who got ten years penal
M.,;t,,do In 1901 for embezzlement.'
~, .,in iS0I? Why-that's just about
.,o time that Anymore says he knew
him A., :, met str;ke, mo &"
,,;d Snargo. sitting down at his desk
snJ making q hurried note, lit just
strikes rne--didn't t Aylmore say he knew
NIarbury in Londony' m
Certainly" replied Breton. 'ln
London.
"JJm I" unused Spargo. 'That.s queer,
because Maitland had never been in
london up to the time OF his going to
bortmoor' whatever he may have done
when he came out Of Dartmoor, and.
" course, Aylmore had gone to South
America long before that. Look here,
Rreton." he continued aloud, "have
yon access to Aylmorei Will you, can
Won. see him before he's brought up at
Bow street tomorrow!
Yes" answered Breton. 81 can
see him with his solicitor.
Then listen" said Spargo. To
morrow morning you 'll find the whole
story of how proved Marbury's iden-
tty with Maitland in the Watchman.
Read il as early as you can get an
interview with Anymore as early as you
can; make him read it., every word.
hptOIc 0C D DTOuBht uP' s'Ne t'h -
no values his own safety and his daugh-
tcrs' peace of mind to throw away all
that foolish reserve. and to tell oil he
knows about Maitland twenty years ago.
He should have done that at first. Why,
was asking his daughters some ques-
tiops before you came in-thcy know
absolutely nothing Of their fathers his
tory previous to the time when they
bsgan to un6 erstand things Don't you
sec that Aylmore's career. previous to
bis return to England, is blank -past?"
II know-I know!" said Breton.
"Yps-although I've gone there great
deal, I never heard Aylmore speak of
anything earlier than his Argentine cX-
periences. And yet, he must have been
getting on when he went out there
Thirty seven or eight; at least
remarked Spargo. 'Wcll. Aylmorc's
more or less Of n public man, and no
public man can keep his life hidden
ret to know the Aylmores ~
MY guardian, Mr.. Elphick. and
met them in Switzerland" answered
Breton. 1--WE kept up the acquaintance
after our return"
"Mr. Elphick still interesting him
sclt In the Marbury case?" asked
Spsrgo.
Very much so. And 80 il old
Cardlestone, at the foot of whose stairs
the thing came off. ! dined with
them last night and they talked Of
little else said Breton.
and their theory
'Oh. still the murder for the sake
Of robbery replied Breton. "Old
Cardlestone is furious that such a thing
rould have happened at his very door.
lie says that there ought to be thor
ough inquiry into every tenant of the
Temple"
"Longish business that" observed
Spargo. well, run away now, Brc|
toni must write"
Shall you be at Bow street tomor-
row morning?" asked Breton as he
moved to tho door. ITS to be at
1890"
mo. ! shau't." replied Spargo.
zen only be a remand. and 7 know
already just as much as should hear
There. I've got something much more
important to do. But you'll remember
what | asked Of you--gct Aylmorc to
read my story in the Watchman. and
6teS him 70. speak out and tell all he
md then Breton had gone. Spargo
again murmerrfd those last words "AlI
he knows-alln'
CHAPTER XIII