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THE DAILY EXAMINER, CHARLOTTETOWN, NOVEMBER 3, 1900.
—_——
BY JEANNETTE H. WALWORTH.
(COPYRIGHT 1899 BY JEANNETTE H. WALWORTH.)
(CONTINUE D.)
She stooped to repair the mischief
she had done. A package of papers had fallen out of the drawer. She was sure she bad never seen them before. With a frightened ery she gathered
them into a parcel. A long envelope, soiled and unaddressed, had fallen out with the papers. Hastily replacing the drawer and reverently folding the old cover away in the closet, she carried the package nearer to the lamp for ex- amination. With a strange sense of reluctance upon ber she drew a chair up to the table and carefully manipu lated the lamp. She was dallying with the moments, She was sure her moth-
er had never made apy uSe .. drawer. This package would prove to be a Jot of worthless old papers left over from the days of her father’s oc- cupancy. The first paper which ber trembling fingers unfolded settled that point forever.
Then all that talk about papers that concerned Thomas Broxton had not
af that |
been the ’ancy of a disordered mind! |
Her mother had been secreting papers
that belonged te the Broxton estate! |
With never a thought as to the ethics of the case she spread out paper after paper, mastering the character of eacb
“The title deed to Broxton Hall!” document with a clear, practical in- sight for details which had been her most marked mental attribute always.
“The inventories! er! were inventories of the Broxton plate and jewels that Tom ought to have. My, but what a lot of it there was!
“The title deed to Broxton Hall, made out, I suppose, by that old Eng- lishman who built the Hall and opened up the place! But’’—she had unfolded a single small sheet of paper, yellow with age, covered with writing in the small, cramped letters in vogue in the days of her remote ancestors—“what on earth?”
Pushing all the other papers aside,
she spread this one immediately un- both elbows ) concentrated |
der the lamp and, with planted on the tatle, every faculty of ber brain upon it. Finally, with a deep sigh of relaxed attention, she leaned back in her chair.
“This, then, is what poor mother meant when she said that Broxton Hall could not be sold; that she was going to put Tom in the way of get-
| ting it back. Why, Mr. Westover’s title
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is not worth a shoe button. I see—l see it al) uow. She kept her secret from me for fear I would carry the
papers straight to Mr. Matthews, which 1s just what I should do ow. only” —
A sudden knock on her front door brought her to ber feet with a start. She opened the big family Bible on
the table and swept the papers into it |
for concealment. “It was nobody but ‘irs. Deb and Letty come back in tpite of ber.” She opened the door with an unwelcoming smilie.
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Clarence Westover stood outside Her first thought was of the lawyer.
“Why,
“l have come to take Olivia home.”
“Olivia! Why, she isn’t here.”
“Not here? Then where?”
He stepped inside with the words. He was a young mau who cordially resented being taken unawares.
“Oh, it is all right. I presume she went home by the lane, and I missed her by coming around the long Wey I suppose she has shut herse’? up vs her own room. The old jan still re fuses to aqdmit ber to his room, and it made hep restless.
Mr. Clarence, is he gone?’
suuie Lowers. I am awfully sorry for
you, Miss Maivina.
“Thank you. Mother was full ¢, years, and she was ready to go.”
“Yes, exactly—perfect Christian and all that sort of thing, | suppose.”
“Il am sorry you were not watcbful enough to keep her from annoying Mr. Matthews the other night. I'm dread.
Reubeu said she | told him she was going to bring you |
that he ‘allowed it to be lost.’ You see, Mr. Westover, it was my fault that his horse shied and made bim drop his bag just outside our gate. How moth- er ever got hold of them ie one of the
| mysteries that can never be solved bow. I[t was only when that poor, un-
happy child came here begging me to search for them that I did it just to quiet her.”
Westover made jt clearer. something the other night about Jim- mie Martin finding them and her pur- posely keeping you in the dark for fear you would give the papers she
wanted Broxton to have to Mr. Mat- |
”
thews.
“Which is just what I should have done, just what I shall do as soon as he gets better.’
“That is what he will never do,” =” Westover Sravely, “Govap -.. it only a few days more '. gives him
“Dear Lerd! *
“Will « and that poor chilad”’— hai _ 08 be left entirely without ds,” said Ollie’s lover stiffly.
“Oh, I know it! [ know that she is fust as fond of you as can be. But about these papers. I don’t even know where Tom Broxton Ties
“Neither do 1.
was folaing
the oldest choot of vwrritt=~ a eee ee o ry a ecaseeg
into Compact shape—“concerns my fa- |
ther as purchaser of Broxton Hall
more nearly than It does any one else |
just at present. I should like to show
| it to him, Miss Malvina.’
fully sorry, as much on Oilie’s account |
as anybody else’s.”
“Well, you see, it was this way: Ev- |
erything was so peaceful and quiet the first part of the night that I fell into a scund sleep. When I waked up, the
first words I caught made me hesitate |
to goin. I was afraid of making mat- ters worse and supposed she would go
I was afraid of adding to Mr. Mat- thews’ excitement by revealing my
| presence at that hour of the night.
Things were considerably mixed up,
you see.”
“Yes, dreadfully mixed up. .°
He added an incongruous feature to Miss Malvina’s decorous little sitting room with his high bred face and fash- jouable garb. not there to be fetched home he had better be going. He offered some more ready made coudolences and turned to- ward the door.
| with a pleading look. “Don’t go yet, please, Mr. Clarence. |
Poor, dear moth- | She always maintained that there |
It looks as if Providence had sent you here on purpose tonight. I have a fa vor to ask of you.”
“Certainly, anything I can do,” he said, politely enough, but he looked a trifle bored. He was not devoid of kindly feelings, but really the “queer old party who had just shuffled off this mortal coil and the unbeautiful spin ster upop whom he had intruded in search of Olivia” had never appealed
Miss Malvina looked wistfully from
the pile of papers to the young man. |
Westover interpreted the look prompt- ly.
“You are afraid you are not doing the right thing by your friend, Mr. sroxton. IL respect your anxiety and pledge you my word of honor as a gen- tleman that his interests shall not suf- fer in my hands. How such a weighty paper as this should have been left to
_mischance it is useless to conjecture ' . ’ | away without any harm coming of it. |
now. Mr. Matthews is done with all worldly cares and responsibilities. I simply ask you to lend me this paper long enough to show it to my father.
| If it is gennine, his title to Broxton | Hall is not worth the paper it is writ-
I know |
ously about each other.
ten on.”
Malvina locked her thin fingers nerv- “T was just for Ollie’s sake and
thinking that
| Tom’s sake”’—
As long as Olivia was |
“May | take this paper?” Westover
| rose with it in his hands.
“Why, yes. It don’t beiong to me,
| does it?”
Malvina stopped bim |
“By right of discovery, in the pres-
/eut mixed state of affairs, I suppose
very strongly to the aesthetic side of | j
him. Miss Malvina stood with her hands
hoped she was not going to ask him to
| what shall | do with them?
you could hold on to it. Possession is nine points of the law. But’’—here such a winning smile broke over the young fellow’s bandsome face that Miss Malvina forgave Oliie’s infatua- tion for him—“if I promise you that no use shall be made of it that does not tnunke Tom Broxton’s best interests into consideration will you trust me with it and believe in me?”
“I trust in yeu, and I believe in you,” snid Miss Malvina, holding out a rati- fying band. “And the inventories— There isa
| catalogue of paintings, too, and’”’— resting reverently on the big Bible. He
read a portion of Scripture with her. | | That would be too much for his nerves. | As if direct contact with the book had |
brought strength to her, Miss Malvina suddenly lost all that timid nervous ness which possessed her she came in contacf with this elegant.
rather haughty young fellow. who made her “feel like a milkmaid for
clumsiness.” This man as Olivia’s aff anced Lusband and the owner of Brox ton Hall bad a much better right than she had to know about that particular paper. She entered abruptly upon the task she had set herself.
“I don’t know that you ever heard of it. Mr. Clarence, but my poor mother had a mania.”
“Spare yourself, Miss Spillman. i heard every word she said to Mr. Mat- thews last night.”
‘‘A bout—about—some things?’
“Yes, poor old lady! She was really unsparing, dreadfully caustic. But of course it went for nothing. We all knew, don’t you know.”
Miss Malvina flung back the lid of the big Bible and revealed the papers.
“There are the papers my mother apoke about.”
In life she had helped the world to cast discredit upon her mother. To shield Horace Matthews she had put at naught her mother’s words. In death she would make reparation, so far as was possible. Westover turned an un comprehending stare from the old pa pers to the plain, twitching face upon which the lamp cast uncanny shades.
“So then there were some hidden documents. Any importance, do you suppose?”
“] think so. There are the inventories of the jewels and the plate which | suppose are—oh, well, what do I know about any of it? I do want you to read just that one short paper, Mr. Westover.”
She handed to him the slip of paper over which she had pored in growing perplexity for half an hour before his coming. She watched him while he read it, and she knew from the quick mounting of the bot blood to his tem- ples that she had not overestimated ite importance. He looked up at ber pres- ently with knitted brows.
“By Jove! And this was among the papers that Matthews allowed to be lost?”
_“} dop’t know that we ought to sar.
papers and
whenever |
Westover waved the proffered papers back.
(To be Continued.)
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