Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1929-10-07
CHAPTER v.
PELL Fits BACK.


A THOUGH / o'clock had passed
~ before we got back to Woodcot,
"A Laxton was up bright and early
4 a Monday morning. and greatly
pleased my mother by finding
her in the garden and loving her roses.
They had become excellent friends by
the time strolled down to breakfast.
"I want to 60 down this morning and
see the diggings," Laxton announced
later. Don't worry about coming with
me. I'd still like to be anonymous till
we meet this afternoon
About II o'clock the idea occurred to
me that would look UP Veronica. She
might have something to say this morn
ing. At Standpoint, however, saw
only Mrs. SeabroEe, who told me We
ronica had returned unexpectedly last
night, being tempted home by the fine
weather. At present she had taken the
dog for run around the point. If I
was walking that way I might meet
her.
walked on around the point where
the road became path along the low
cliffs facing the Channel.
saw Veronica at some distance and
pulled up sharp. She stood talking to
q man. I had just time to notice that
he was too tall to be either Royle or
Somerfleld. In moment he had seen
me, stopped anu UlSdppcdICu NCAOAlASo
saw me and walked not toward me, but
away.
I turned back on my tracks. The
hint was so obvious.
It was not Pell. Perhaps Veronica
had not recognized me. Well, that was
that.
Shortly before the appointed hour Of
Fotherbury's meeting I walked into the
avenue where that fantastic scene had
Ya1a NIGHT before Directed
by a footman, went to the beautiful
house which the sixteenth century
Redslades had spread around one OF
the old buildings.
At the entrance another footman met
me and took me at once along vaulted
corridor to the room Fotherbury used
as a library. The light here was dim
to eyes coming from the sunshine out
side, for the only windows, small. high
in the walls and almost at the roof,
were filled with painted glass.
made out four persons in the room
Marling, DR.. Eastley, Royle and Somer-
field.
Marling looked up and nodded. The
two boys said la low tones, How do,
Grenofen?" I sat down opposite Royle.
Markings face absorbed me. He was
paler than usual His black tonsure
stood out almost fiercely against the
pallor of his skin. His eyes seemed to
avoid me. He sat motionless on an old
black chest on the right of the fire.
place, with Eastley on chair facing
him.
In other circumstances should have
enjoyed the beauty of this remarkable
room-the rich shadows in the wagon
roof, the CLEAN of the leather bindings Of
the books arrayed in shelves all arount
the lower half of the walls. It was al
old quiet. mysterious; the one moder-
touch was supplied by wall telephone
at the side of the hearth
But the human interest of the occa.
sion put esthetics out Of mind and
almost at once that interest was in
tensified by the entrance Of Seabroke
He came in noisily enough, calling out
to Marling: whats 1t all about?
Why amt we on the ground?"
II know nothing" said Marling
"except that Mr.. Fotherbury wishes us
to meet here"
The commander made an inarticu-
late noise registering disapproval.
II suppose" said he. "Fotherburys
found out that the blighter Pell's little
games up. What?"
And then, fifty enough. Seabroke
was the first to see Roger Pel come