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The Diamond Coterie*
By LAWRENCE M. LYNCH (E. M. Van Deventer)
Author of “A Woman’s Crime,” “John Arthur’s Ward,” “The Lost + Witness,” “A Slender Clue,” “Dangerous Ground,” “ Against Odds,” Etc., Ete.
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‘He made sume pretty loud threats,”’ replied Ray, “and a fellow named Brooks. a sort of crony of| Burrill’s, took jt upon himself to call upon Heath the next day, and advise him to keep a pretty close lookout for Burrill, as he was quite likely, in one of his drunken rages, to make an assault upon) him. Heath thanked the fellow, and asured him that he was quite capable of |taking care of himself, and Burrill, too, if need be; and Brooks backed out, declaring that he ‘meant no ‘arm by intrudin’.’ ”’
“Ray,”’ said Constance, “John Burrill is not the only tor Heath has to fear.
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troubled by certain facts that have just come to my knowledge, that I could not rest without doing something. It’s al- most an abuse of confidence to ask so much of you and tell you so little, but in a few days I hope to be mistresss of my own tongue, and then yom shell have all the particulars. For the present, Ray, promise to follow my instructions blindly.”’
“TI have promised that, Conny.”’
“And, Ray, you will) keep this alla secret; you will do your part without hinting to Doctor Hedgth your true motive, unless Sivcmiiiane compel an explanation*’’
“T promise that, too.”’
“When I sent for you,| it was to ask you to warn Doctor Heath, in the most delicate way you can dewvise, that he was menaced by an enemy, and under hourly surveillance; but, since fou have told me of this Burrill it occt to me that in some way he may be mixed up in this matter, and—I have thpught of a better plan."
Ray nodded, and 1 terest. i
“Your description of his manner of re- ceiving Burrill’s interfefence, and of his reticence throughout, makes me feel that it might be only precipitating a catas- trophe if we warned hin, and oh, Ray, I want you, for three days, to be his con- stant shadow. Devise sqdme excuse for re- maining in town; thrust yourself upon his hospitality ; saeerle any strangers who may appreach him, If possible, do not let him get out of |sight, even fora short time; in three days yon shall be re- lieved.”’
“By whom?’’
ked full of in-
She lifted her hand, | warningly. ‘‘No questions, Ray. Can you manage all this?’’
He pondered a whilé, then said: ‘“‘I think I can; lama pfetty good actor, Conny. What do you say to my feigning illness?’’
“He would find you jout.’’
“Not if I did it well perhaps. I think I could manage for a few days.’’
“It won’t do, Ray. He would send you to bed and walk away and leave you.’’
Ray groaned. :
“Tell him your roon) is under repairs, and throw yourself on his mercy; then feign low spirits, and make him think it is his duty to entertain and cheer you up.
“Capital, Conny! we can maks that work I know; your wit is worth more than my wisdom; for |three days then I am your watch dog.”’ | ‘‘And your friend's guardian.’’ ‘Precisely. I begin| to swell with im- portance. Evt seriously, Conny, let me have your confidence at the earliest mo- ment. For, whoever! does battle with Heath, will find me arrayed against him, and—it's dificult fighting in the dark.’
‘*You shall know all as soon as _ possi- ble, Ray, and now—’’)
‘And now," repeated he, rising with alacrity. ‘‘Heath’s horse stands outside, and Heath himself waits my return; so, lest he should grow impatient, and go where mischief awaits him, I will go now and begin my task.’’
“Thank you, Ray, | know I can de- pend upon you. All this seems like a scene out of a melodrama, but it’s wretchedly real for al] that. Ray, I am just waking up toa knowledge of how much plotting and witkedness there is in oe world; even in our little world of
“We all wake to that knowledge,’’ he said, a spasm of pain crossing, his face. ‘You know how the lesson came to me, Conny.”’
“Yes, poor Ray! and I know that an- oo suffer even mort? than you, because oe it.”
“And the cause pf it all is another mystery. But no nore of this; unless something noteworthy occurs, you will not see me again for three days.”’
She gave him her hand, and a look of gratitude, and trust;|and, in a few mo- ments more, the red roan steed was speeding back townward.
Francis Lamotte had found the doctor dull company; and, las he scarcely ever remained in the office to read now-a-days, he had taken himself and his Cissatisfac- tion elsewhere, long before Ray returned to the office ready to begir: his new role. He found the doctor sitting in a despond- ent attitude, almost where he had left him, holding in his) hami a crumpled letter.
_ Without appearing to notice his abstrac- tion, Ray came at once to the point at issue,
Heath,’ he said. “‘your red roan is returned to you, and the loan of him en- courages me to esk another favor.”’
o Welt!”’ said the doctor, without look-
& ™ or changing his attitude.
he fact is,”’ said Ray, with splendid
earnestly, |
ingenuousness, ‘‘IT am a sort of outcast. My quarters are undergoing that misery they call ‘repairs,’ and—the truth is, Heath, I want you to tender me your hospitality, for, say,two or three days. I can't go to a public place; I don’t feel like facing the music, for I am a little
| sore yet, and I find that that I still an
I may have acted | ere =P : | smile, hastily in sending for you, but I was so | ~
object for commiseration, and I do get low spirited in spite of myself. It’s cheeky, my asking it. I know, and you'll find my constant society a terrible bore; but my heart is set on quartering with you, so don’t say no, Heath.’’
Clifford Heath threw off his listlessness with his usual cheery
“Why, Ray, you young dog,” he cried, ‘“*you beseech me like a veritable tramp, just as if you were not as welcome as the sunshine; come along, you shall share my bed, and board, and—I’'ll be hanged if you shan’t share the daily dose of abuse I have to take from my old housekeeper. I'll make a special arrange- ment to that effect.’’
‘*Thanks, Heath,’’ replied Ray, and then he turned to the window to hide the tire that burned in his cheeks, be- cause of the deceit he was practicing upon this open-hearted friend. ‘‘But it's all for his benefit,’’ he thought; ‘‘at least I hope so.’’
‘**Well!’’ said the doctor, moving un- easily in his chair; ‘‘I hope your mission prospered.’’
**Oh, yes,”’ carelessly.
‘*You—found Miss Wardour well, I hope?’’
‘Quite well; only wanting my _ valu- able assistance in a little scheme she has on foot, a sort of benefit affair.’’ And Ray congratulated himself on the adaptability of his answer.
‘“*Is it too late to drive, Heath?’
But the doctor made no answer to this question, nor did he seem to hear it. Rising, he walked to the window, looked down thoughtfully into the street for a moment, then without turning, he said :— e
‘*Rumor says that Miss Wardour will marry Lamotte.’’
ae.
‘Lamotte just now made the state- ment.’’
‘‘Ah!'’ contemptucusly, ‘‘it’s like him to boast; but I’m afraid he tells the truth; Constance admitted as much to me to-day.”’
A long time Clifford Heath stood motionless and silent at the window; then turning as if spurred by some sud- den thought he threw the crumpled note, which all the time had been clasped in his hand, upon the table between them, saying :—-
‘*Here’s a mystery, sir; read that and pass your opinion on it; as you are to become my guest, you should know what society you will find yourself in.”’
Ray eyed the letter with his head on one side.
‘“‘What is it?’’ he asked in a stage whisper.
‘*‘A note, a billet doux, asolemn warn- ing; came under the door a little while ago, while I was off in a reverie; came by a spirit hand, maybe, for I never heard a sound, but there lay the letter waiting to be observed and perused.’’ And the doctor laughed contemptuously, and turned away to prepare for his drive. But Ray’s face lengthened perceptibly, and he took up the note with sudden eagerness, and read :—
‘*Doctor Heath—Take the advice of a friend and leave W— for a time; a plot is ripening against you, and your only safety lies in your absence, for your enemies are powerful and have woven a chain about you that will render you helpless, perhaps ruin you utterly.
“TRUTH.
‘*Lose no time, for the blow will soon
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The note was written in a cramped, reversed hand, and, after a hasty perusal, Ray bent his head and scanned the pen strokes closely, then he looked up with all the color gone from his face, and a strange gleam in his eyes.
‘“*‘Hew—how do you Heath?’
“TY didn’t say, for I don’t know, my lad. It made its first appearance lying just there,’’ and the dector pointed with his wisp broom, which he had been vigorously applying to a brown overcoat, at the spot just inside the door where he had first perceived the letter, and then resumed his occupation without observ- ing the trouble in Ray’s face. ‘‘Sensa- tional, isn't it? but I can’t think of quitting W— just as it begins to grow interesting,’’
‘‘Then you take no stock in this warn- ing?’’
‘*Bah! why should I?’’
“But if you should have secret foes?’
‘*Let them come on,’’ quoted the doc- tor, theatrically; ‘‘bring along that pre- cious document, Ray, and come along yourself,’’
Ray Vandyck, still looking troubled and anxious, arose, and, with lagging steps, followed his friend; as he noted with a new curiosity the tall, lithe, well knit figure striding on before him, the handsome, haughtily poised head, and the
say this came,
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careless indifference of mien, he asked himself :— ‘What can it be, this mystery and
danger that surrounds him, that has caused Constance Wardour to take such unprecedented measures to insure his safety, and has wrung from Sybil La- motte this strangely worded, oddly and ineffcctually disguised warning,’’ for
muy, seelug NOt as tne world sees, but with the eyes of love, had recognized in the strange scraw) the hand of the woman he had loved and lost.
‘*Heath is in some peril,’’ thought he, and then, with a rueful sigh, ‘‘Oh! I would risk dangers too to be watched over by two such women.’’
CHAPTER XXII.
The three days that followed were days of unrest to Constance Wardour. The intangible, yet distinctly realized trouble, and fear, and dread, were new expericnces in her bright life.
The mystery round about her, her in- ability to cope with the unknown, the inaction, the waiting, was almost more than she could calmly endure; and all this ‘distress of mind and unrest of body was for others. Personally, she had noth- ing to fear, nothing to annoy her; but the warm-hearted heiress made a friend's cause her own. From the first she had grieved over the sad fate of Sybil La- motte; not lightly, not as society sorrows over the fall of its proteges; but deeply, from her heart cf hearts. And now there
was added to this, her concern for Clifford Heath, and the danger that
menaced him tormented her.
If her own honor were threatened she couid not have been more troubled and full of fear; for in rebellion, in self- contempt, in a fierce burst of rage against the heart she could not control, Con- stance Wardour, heiress and queen abso-
Inte, was forced to confess to that heart that Clifford Heath’s happiness was her happiness too.
Having been forced to recognize this fact, against her wish and will, Con- stance came to a better understanding with herself, and she confessed to herself, with cheeks aflame at the recollection, that her petulant outbreak, and shame- ful accusation against Doctor Heath, was but the mutinous struggle of the head against the heart’s ecknowledged master. Too late came this self confession. Sybil Lamotte’s letter had never been found; the mystery surrounding its disappear- ance, remained a mystery; and, how could she recall her accusation, while the circumstances under which it was made remained unchanged? Realizing that she owed him reparation, she was yet power- less to make it.
“It would be equivalent to a confes- sion, that I could not be happy without his friendship,’’ she said, hotly. ‘‘And he would not accept an apology while his innocence remained unproven. Let me suffer the consequences of my own folly; I deserve it; but,’’ setting her white teeth resolutely, ‘‘no harm shall come to him that I can avert; and, I am not the weakest of women.”’
Oh, the perversity of women. Who can comprehend it? Who analyze the mysteri- ous creatures?
When there was against Clifford Heath only a breath of suspicion, a few whispered words from his own lips, that might mean nothing of importance, when calmly reconsidered; a missing letter, with the contents of which he was fam- iliar, and which, therefore, could be of little value to him, and it was enough. He stood before her accused, and went out from her presence wronged, insulted, splendid as King Arthur in his helpless indignation.
Now the deteetive’s strong chain of evi-
dence, John Burrill’s strange insinua- tions, and still stranger conduct, his words when he spoke, his reticence when he kept silent, all were arrayed against him, with telling effect, and in spite of them all, Constance Wardour angrily as- sured herself, and fully believed, that Clifford Heath was a wronged, and inno- cent man. She did not reason herself into this belief; and it was absurd, of course. She arrived at her conclusions, as all loving women do, through her feelings, and her instinct. A woman seldom rea- sons, but in many cases her ready intui- tion is worth more than all man’s wis- dom. Her delicate instinct strikes directly at the truth, when man’s reason gropes in the darkness.
Constance went out very little during these troubled days, and for this there were several reasons. John Burrill’s obstrusiveness was at its height, and he fairly haunted the vicinity of Wardour; and since the advent of Mr. Belknap, Constance had an uneasy feeling that she was in some way, under surveillance. Nelly, who was argus-eyed, and always in armor on behalf of her mistress, had, on one or two occasions, spied a lurker about the premises; and Constance Was resolved to give Mr. Belknap as little trouble, on her account, as possible. She had not visited Sybil for some days, for, although she had informed .the detective that she desired to consult Mr. Lamotte, she had no such intentions; and, since the day when she had promised Mr. La- motte to retain the detective for another week, she had avoided meeting him, and being forced to resume the conversation.
To know herself under the watchful eye of one detective, while anxiously ex- pecting the advent of another. and to be
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aware that tne presence OF tne one must hot be made known to the other, afforded her a new and strange sensation; not altogether an unpleasant one either, for Constance was no coward, and had a de- cided taste for adventure.
She realized, too, the absurdity of be- ing thus shadowed, in her own house, by her own hired agent.
“IT should go down to posterity as the first woman who ever hired a spy to watch herself,’’ she mused with a little laugh. ‘‘I begin to think that lam an absurd creature, throughout.’’
Two days passed, and Constance en- dured them, although the hours crept slowly. On the third, her anxiety was almost beyond control.
If Bathurst should fail her! If her let- ter had not found him! If he were absent from the city! Oh, what a chance was here for disaster. Mr. Belknap would soon be in the fleld, and Ray’s time had almost expired.
“‘Oh,”’ she said, anxiously, ‘‘if he dis- appoints me, what shall Ido. I must trust Ray, and will he be strong enough to battle with this danger?’’
While she mused thus, growing wild with anxiety, a half-grown boy, bearing on his head a small tray of delicate ivory carvings, was applying for admittance at the servants’ entrance. He was shabbily dressed, but possessed a fine, intelligent face, and bore himself with cool confi- dence.
‘‘I have brought the carving for Miss Wardour,’’ he said, briskly. ‘‘Can I see her, please?’’
Nelly hesitated.
‘She expects me,’ said the boy, quick- ly; ‘‘and, as I am a little late, I would like to show her the wares and be off, for I’ve more to sell in the village. Just tell her it’s the chap she’s looking for.’’
Constance stared in surprise when Nelly delivered this message.
“The chap I am looking for,’’ she re peated slowly; then, with a sudden brightening of her whole face, she added: **Oh, to be sure? I had almost forgotten. Send him here, at once, Nelly.’’
‘“‘T hope you will excuse me,’’ began the boy, apologetically; then, as Nelly closed the door, he dropped his voice, and said, ‘‘I come from Mr. Bathurst;’’ and, taking off his cap, he produced from thence a letter, which he put in her hand.
‘*I’m to wait for the answer,’’ he said, and took up his position beside his wares.
Constance opened the letter, with a hand tremspling with eagerness. It ran :—
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