The Northern Guardian. — 1897-06-08 (Hartlepool, Cleveland, England)

FOB. Well, you saw the White Prior, and now poor Felix is found strangled. 1 I/P-lieve he was strangled by your White Prior." " Rubbish ! I don't believe in ghosts." "Nor do I. Your ghost was flesh and blood, and finvily believe that it was he who killed Felix." "He! He! Who?" " We may find that out when we examine the west wing. And meantime," added Baritone i.l ghtfully, "it will be as well to question Mn. Archer.'  " 3[114. Archer?" said Tresham, with contempt.. "Is you mind still running on the supposition that she may be the White Prior ? " " Why not? Al even if she isn't, she may knew iminethiug ef the matter." " True enough. Well, let us go and see her. I believe she is in her room." There was no need for them to send a mestiaae, for before Treahani could touch the bell, Mrs. Archer 'mule her appearance at the door of the sitting-roeui. tile) looked ileselly pale, and her eyes glittered feverishly. Without speaking, she crossed the room and laid her band On Cillbert'e arm. Have you sent for Mr. Hurley': " she said in a bro Vel: " : I it irod this morning. He ought to be Imre to-morrow evening% 1 shall he glad when he (vines to relieve me of the responsibility." " His arrival will not relieve you of that," said the limisekeeper eagerly; "you must still wateli over Fay."  "Of course I will do so," said Gilbert, with a glance at Barstone to direct his attention to the remark. " But do you apprehend danger to the girl ? " Yee. Felix is dead. Fay may follow." " In God's mini., why •' cried Barstono starting to his fret. " Whet do you know of this matter, Mrs. Archer ? "  " I knew nothing. I cannot understand it. If Jasper were here I could guetia—l could—that ia-1 t--oh, I can bay nothing." She Ile ew herself into a seat and covered her race with her hands, weeping bitterly. The young me., btaggered at this emotion in so self-controll.d woman, looked at one another in astostiabini-iii. Then, anxious to know the truth at all costa, Trenhain spoke abruptly, asking the first thought that mine into lie head.  " Mrs. Arehcr, whst is the Net:ret of the wP4t. wing?''  The linusekeeper looked up in surprise. "I do not know," she answered calmly." What do you wean ? llaa the west wing a secret?" " I think se. Remember what I told you about JRKper."  " Yes ; I rerneni)Jor. But this is not his work. I ii• is absent." " Can you guess who killed Felix ?" " No; I have not the slightest idea." " Why did you call Jasper a murderer? " Barstone sharply. Becaost it was he who made Mr. Harley jeali•ii, of his wiii find Captain DP:ter. It is a lie V,: they 10w.41 one another. They were nothing li.t friends. But Jasper made his master mad with jealousy, and between them they harried far, Harley into her grave. I call him a murderer. lieiwinie he was morally if nut legally guilty of her death."  " But I thought you did not know Hrs. Harley " " I—l did not know her, but the story was told it by —by Miaa Carr." " Ah," cried Tresham, a sudden light breakina upon him, "then you know what Mias Carr intendk to tell me ?"  "Yes. She intend& to tell )ou of Jasper's batr...t for the dead wife." .• That is all very well," broke in Barstone Writ ably, "bat it does not help us to find out killed Felix. However bad Jasper may be—al I think him • hypocritical villain—he is not guilty of the crime.''  "I cannot help you, Mid Mrs. Archer "I eannut think of any one who would kili the poor child. And now I fear for Fay " "Do you think that i.bc t-anit pet wn who Ulm FAix may kill Miss ILarky ?" asked Treshaui ao x • 41y. Yss. yes. but. ,:an it tot Oh, if I conk! only tell the !To ECONTINtED.I OTTFY'S ITNLABELtUD STRONG FEMALE PILLS and es•rs;rlv r«mnve all lISTRUCT lON ariaing frym •,tly cm.. whatever, wi.ere Steel and Pennvryval feila Inv,.'nahle for marri.d won. Post In f..r II oriS fr-m TFKOIf.AS O 1