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..'.'1 CHAPTER XXIII.eI

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.1 CHAPTER XXIII. e I By Telegraph. Mr Townshend was an angry man that night out he had the wisdom to keep his anger corked down until be was alone. He bad carefnlly Worked for that chance of finding Henslow ^ith the crown in his actual possession—and Henslow had escaped from him. Even the Gladstone bag which he ransacked on the elec- tcio launch contained nothing but a few clothes, a brush and comb, and a tooth-brush. He left own skipper and the terrified and amazed frenchman to compose as best they might what differences might arise between them, while be Imeelf landed, found a cab.and was driven home to Jermyn Street. And in the privacy of his chambers he indulged his anger and disapoint- Ibent. It was not yet late—it was not six o'clock "-bat already the day was done for him. His angry mood sunk into despondency. He Was growing old, he told himself bis quick Bense of the exact fitting of means to ends was becoming feeble and blunt his energy of enter- prise was forsaking him. Then be revolted [ against that view. [ against that view. How," he demanded of himself, "conld i. have guessed that he was ready to leap at a (Wall and able to stick there, and rnn up llko a 5fly ? I must find out that secret of his and I'J I nave him yet." i, So with fresh resolution he re-asserted him- He sent to inquire of his watchers whether /or not Henslow had returned to his rooms in £ victoria-street. Came the answer in a little (While that he had not. Henslow, then, had to be •.JtB-discjvered somehow. Sow? How? I After some meditation, he telegraphed to I; ldaudslay at Beckford Priory as follows-" If; (H- with you?—Townshend?" He doubted" ( Whether he would, or could get a reply that Sight but he waited at home on the chance. It ?Btew late and he went to bed. 1 Next morning he was amazed by the early breezy eDtrance of Maudslay into bis bed- room. Well, here I am," said he. What's up ? I'm not," answered Townshend, with an un- deniable look of bewilderment. You telegraphed for me ?" asked Mandslay. > Telegraphed to you," answered Townshend f. la-st night." I don't understand," said Mandslay. There's the telegram," and he handed the 'flocument in its envelope. Townshend opened it and read alond-" Come ',&0 town at once, and if possible bring doctor >With you.—Townshend." And I've brought the doctor with me," said Maudslay triamphantly. ,h This is not my telegram," said Townshead. 1 i Not ?" I "My telegram was—*13 H.'—meaning Henslow with yon ?' Besides mine was sent out about o'clock from the office b9low here in Re. | ?ent-street. That, you observe, was sent out at 45 from 83, King's-road, Chelsea." "Then who sent this one?" demanded the Astonished Maudslay. "Henslow himself, I imagine." Good heavens. What for ?" Evidently, to bring you and the doctor «Way." But how did he know I was there ?" Probably he didn't, but guessed yon were. lie knew Dr. Smith was there, and believed •«at he would open any message addressed to Jou, if you were not there. In either case ne ^Ould get the ground clear." But Flowerdew'a there." He doesn't know that. And does Flower tlount ?" 9„ But why should he want the ground c ear Can you ask ? He is deeper and ™°re even I imagined, or was prepared :tor. &>Qst go back to Beckford Priory Ge jjbis and let me drass, and then 111 te y In little more than an hour Town she oil, JW, and tbe doctor was speeding b ,.ff J^ess train to Beckford, with marke y har(j ^ongbts. Townshend cherished mere! thehard f5lear points of the investigator and Pnraner ^wondered what good reason had temptedHen- |!°w back to his neice's bouse, and at the same be resolved to be upsides with bim. j doctor, being a simple. kindJyth"e^tg ^ttom. was sad and embarrassed that he had ^mistaken Henslow; there seemed to bo no .Sbt now that be was a most unscrupulous most undesirable person. And Maudslay, v^ile he bad something of Townshend s thought feeling, was chiefly consumed with anxiety ■j\it Cynthia Brooke for there was no guess- what new terror or outrage the exasperated JjObIow might have planned. h°y reached the Junction by mid-day. Town- «*iLn j* 48 beinK not on the footing of a family |ja pand likely to disturb and alarm Henslow Prioi»ti?siow there—did not ro on to the •hilo abode quietly at the Junction Qotel wnne ch^ two others drove off to appear with puzzled innocence as the victims of an inex- plicable telegraphic mistake. < They were received by the inscrntable Mor- timer. Maudslay lingered in the hall to ex- change a word with him. Well, Mortimer," said he, II What's going 'On?" Can't make it out, sir." answered Mortimer, behind his large white band. He's here Do you mean blr Henslow ?" Yes, sir," said Mortimer. And they're all fitting down to luncheon as good friends as peas Ma a pod. Where's the governor, sir ?—I mean •Mr Townshend." He's waiting at the Junction Hotel," an- swered Maudslay. "That's all right," said Mortimer, with /Obvious relief. Maudslay followed the doctor into the dining- ?*oom, and was amazed to see Henslow presiding f tn 'Dnc'leoa 'n hi8 suaveat and most self-possessed Cynthia Brooke also seemed very easy' v*nd cheerful, while the two Flowerdews were in ?Ray and smiling mood. <„ 1\ What ? Back again ?" exclaimed Cynthia. Get two more places, Mortimer." Yea," answered Maudslay, with a somewhat nervous catch of a laugh, There's been some Jaistake about a telegram, and we thought we ad better hurry back to see it there was any here." Henslow merely smiled and nodded his how- '"6-do's," and was silent. f Is the patient all right ?" asked the doctor, fwtth a touch of anxiety in his voice. She's wonderful," answered Cynthia, with Enthusiasm. She was rather restless, first thing but Mr Hensiow—he arrived just after f Otaakfast—soothed her completely with a pass two." i It was a most beautiful and delicate achieve- ment," exclaimed Flowerdew, bubbling with Relight. « I don't care about hypnotic cures,"said the •iijoctor, doubtfully. Then looking at Henslow, added, I had no idea yon were a hypnotist." tin dear doctor," murmured Henslow softly, I'm anything that seems necessary." lr. After luncheon Henslow departed. He had 5yainess, he said, to do in Seaport. And anon r^^udslav was relieved to see him ride down the ^Venue on his bicycle. fIt's not his own bicycle," murmured .( at Maudslay's elbow. At any rate, 8 not the one he has had here before." u ■ A little later Mandslay had the opportnnity-of quiet word or two alone with Cynthia Brooke. saw her enjoying the air and the sun for a little while on the terrace, and he went to her. ■! He very promptly expressed his wonder at find- Henslow sitting peacefully and trustfully in company, and her in his, after'all the trouble *03 doubt he had provoked. I must say, Miss Brooke," said he, I don't, t-Understand it." She astonished him by replying No raore do s"* now. It's very strange, but it is when I don't him, and only think about him, that I dis- him tfiost. Yot, truly, I think it was Mr flowerdew—it seems mean to say so—but I think f. Was he that persuaded me into receiving him 5 3*"etlv and without objection. And then he didi Celia ao much good that I quite forgave him, :°d thought I had been an ungrateful beast for TMinbing m 0f him. Now that he is gone • {• Now, that ho is gone," said Maudslay, with: smile," you are not sure that you were wrong ?" She looked at him frankly and quizzically a foment: and then she answered. "No, I'm not." Bat the reason of Henslow's return was yet •'f^Oexplained, and the amount of benefit he hadi ;5°no to Celia. was not quite clear—save toFlower- > ew'a enthusiastic and credulous imagination. "he doctor was with Celia, and Maudslay was ■»* the hall meditating on the situation when Mortimer came to him. < "The Governor-I mean, Mr Townshend—is 11 <he shrubbery at the end of the avenue." he; /?'apered, "and he would like to have a word yoa." t went out, found Townshend, and; °'d all he had beard. t I can't believe," said he, that Henslow's, e^l!v gone. He must have come back for some, j^Dose, and he doesn't seem to have accom- '^hed anything yst." That we can't tell," said Townshend, when to deal with a secret, subtle, daring ifiQ*ve ijbo Henslow. Can Flowerdew be in *??? with him 1" ji, xoa would scarcely aak that if yoa knew tt)°Wotdew. He i» a kind of superlative ass )j Practises science, and at the same time be- in ghosts and mediums." then," said Townahend, it would be 11'1 eaey for Henslow to deceive him." ry-" Well, said Townshend, I"1 wait and Jet d Something, 1 expect, has got to happen \f0 'omember,'1 he continued, emphasizing his '■ t^3 With a forefinger on Mandslay a breast, i^ m4' what is behind every action of Henslow s knQ 0 desire to possess the Burmah jewels. He ilQV:?a about the crown now, and possesses it— W«i ta'Ie but there are also the other 3 that I can't bear about. Does he know tbej are ? Has he got them ?" CHAPTER XXIV. Became of the Crown. fy.i^ftahend still had enormous influence with 'wlay^ ancl that clear and assured opinion I about Henslow impressed him. He paced back to the house very thoughtfully. He found Flowerdew lounging lazily by the fire in the hall, and he determined to cultivate his society. Maudslay quickly led on to the subject of Hens. low, and he found Flowerdew responsive. He's a wonderfully clever man," said Flower- dew, and so very sympathetic. If I remember rightly, you don't care about him, Mr Mauds. lay ?" I think he is very clever," answered Blands- lay but care about him no, I don't. I couldn't make a friend of him I don't trust bim." "How odd murmured Flowardew. aea the very man I can make a. friend of and I do trust him completely." "That sounds," said Maudslay," as If Jon had proof that he is to De trusted." I have. 1 have bad proof that he is to be trusted this very day." That," said Maudslay, with a smile, may truly mean no more than that you have trusted him this very day." Flowerdew hesitated, and frowned a little, as if there might be something to be said for that view, and then he went on with emphatic assur- ance. No, no. You're wrong. 1 believe you aregnite wrong. And now I'll tell you. This morning after he bad gone through the hyp- notic exercise with his niece he sat holding her band. He was very much overcome. He has the msdium's sensitive temperament, yon know a great deal of transmissive power something of a thought reader. Poor Celia says he. There's something troubling her mind—some- thing.' says he, catching hold of my hand that seems to concern both you and her.' I was astonished, I can assure you. For something had been troubling me since ever there was a a fear that Celia might die: there had been some. thing between her father and me that I had been thinking she ought to have known. I had no sooner turned my thoughts on to that, than be took Ul" up, it concerns her father, too," says he. Wasn't that remarkable It was clever of him," said Mandslay. "Clever?" exclaimed Floiverdev^. It was divination "So," said Mandslay. "you promptly con- fessed 'what had been between you and Ceha's fa^jowerdew looked at Mandslay a3 if he would Bay bow did you guess that ?" and then he,: answered solemnly, 1 did. God help you, exclaimed Maudslay. What do yon mean ?" demanded Flowerdew. Well" said Maudslay, 'partly I mean this- that since yon have told him, you may tell me. I don't see the point." said Flowerdew. ,It But, all the same, I will tell you this much it concerned something that I had religiously promised Celia's father to keep ti11 she got a husband, and failing that to sink in the sea." How very odd," mused Mandslay. Then if Celia died at this point, you were thinking you would have to take that particular thing out .to sea ?" I was." May 1 aak another question ? Have you got that particular thing with you now ?" You must excuse me if I don't answer," said Flowerdew. Has Henslow any reason to snppoge that you have f" That I must also decline to answer." Maudslay paused, thinking how baffling a solemn ass may be, Then he essayed another question Does Henslow know what the par- ticular thing is or contains ?" I do not," said Flowerdew, triumphantly. How should be ?" Ob, by divination 1" answered Mandslay. Whereupon Flowerdew was silent and scornful. Maudslay found means to convey what he bad heard to Townshend, who still watched without, and who refused to enter the bonae: he was quite fully, occupied, he said, outside. He would ex- press no opinion of what Maudslay told him, but he begged that he would keep on the alert within the house—he and the doctor—and not go to bed. But the crisis came early. Mandslay and the doctor and the Flowerdews had sat down to din- ner in peace and comfort, and Cynthia had left the young nurse with Celia in order to take the place of hostess for half-an-hour. Dinner was well on the way when Mortimer entered with a face that exhibited ill-controlled anxiety and emotion. He came to the table, and looking from Cyntbia to the doctor, he spoke, I'm afraid, miss, there's something wrong in Miss Henslow's room There's queer sounds. I tried the door, bat it's locked." Instantly the whole company were out in the hall. Cynthia flew to Celia's door. It was locked. The doctor spied the key lying on the mat. But," exclaimed Cyntbia, I left the key on the inside." The key was tried and the door was opened. Then an amazing eight met tbe Raze. Tbe bed was empty and the yonng nnrse was on the floor lied up in the bedclothes, gargling and flinging about in efforts to free herself. When she was realeased, she was still terrified and incoherent. But this much could be made out—that the vision in the wire-mask had en- tered, had caught the bed-clotbes from the bed, and had done her up in them, more she did not know. But Celia Henslow was gone. Where ? Mortimer broke in again with a horrified look and trembling voice. Come outside," he exclaimed. It has all happened outside, in the den," by which name the horrible chasm was commonly known. They all hastened out, and scrambled to the bottom of the chasm there was sufficient moon- light to show the way, and all that was in it. They came upon a huddled heap of white—poor Celia—in almost the same spot where she had lain ten nights before. Now she was dead of that the doctor immediately declared there, could be no doubt. And Cynthia, wailing, Oh, if I ha d not left her," sat down upon a stone in rigid grief. But there was superadded horror. Look," said the scared vo'fte of Mortimer. Look at that." He pointed uDward, and they all looked and were compelled to cry out in amazement and dread. Above them, but a little wav to the left-- sixty full feet above them—in the moonlight, against the wall, was the dark, lumpish figure of a man quite still. His head was a foot or two below the sill of a window his hands were up higher than his head, and bo seemed to carry something in them but the extraordinary -th9 incredible thing—was that there was no visible explanation of bis position. He was not banging by a rope. nor were his hands touching the window-sill he was merely stuck there like a dead fly, or a lump of clay. Is he dead ?" asked one of the company in wonder and awe. Ob, yes," came a sonorous voice from above them. but from behind—from the farther brink of the chasm—" he's dead, right enough. And now we'll know his secret." Who was the sonorous-voiced stranger? He scrambled down to the bottom and showed him- self to be Townshend all knew him, save the Flowerdews. If I'm not grievously mistaken," said Town- shend, we'll find an old acquaintance in that man-the man that began the trouble in this bouse ten days ago—the man that has flung the lady of this bouae out of the window a second time. Oh, there's no doubt about it. I saw him do it—from that second window to the right of where he is. Now, whose window is that he is under ?" Good gracious," exclaimed Flowerdew. I believe it's mine. And it's oDen." Yes," said Townshend. he came ont of it." Why doesn't he fall ?" asked Flowerdew, gazing uo in wonder. I That we must discover," said Townshend. The house-company returned indoors, bearing the body of Celia, a sad and bewildered pro- cession, followed by Townshend, Poor Celia was laid upon her bed, and Cynthia and Mrs Flower- dew remained there, stricken silent with wonder and grief. The men went upstairs to Flowerdew'a room. Townshend was first at the window. Without hesitation, he leaned out and took the something —&cash-box. apparently—from the hands of the dead man without. "Good gracious," exclaimed Flowerdew. M It is—it is the very box his brother placed, in my charge." He was about to take it. One moment, sir," said Townshend. He set the box upon the floor and pat his foot upon it. Look out. Perhaps yon can reeogpiae year friend." Flowerdew looked out somewfcat fearfully., u A wire-mask,' be exclaimed. "Precisely," said Townshend. Now, doctor, look here. What are these things fastened to the wrists t He sticks to the wall with them.. And, if yon look down. you will see that he has others below his knees." The doctor looked and felt. "They 'are discs of india-rubber," said he. He found a string attached to the thumb, and on the chance he pulled it. The india-rubber disc was at once released from the wall. How's that ?' asked Townshend, profoundly interested. "That evidently works a valve." said the doctor, to let air in. The thing is a sucker on the principle of a fly's foot—or of the wet bit of leather with a string that boys lift stones with. It is a very clever invention. But who is the .1 man ?" Yoa don't guess ?" said Townshend. liet me take off the mask I know how to manipolate that kind of thing." He undid and removed the wire-mask. ilenslow," exclaimed the doctor and Flower. dew together. They reached out to drag the body in j but that was a difficult task. It was too low to be easily reached, and the suckers with which his knees adhered to the wall were difficult of attainment. Tbe two wrists wers detached and held by the doctor and Flowerdew, while Townshend leaned: past them and with the crook of a cane caught at the valve-string which passed from the toes to the knee. Then how it happened exactly no one could tell—the body tore away from the hands that appeared to hold It, and from its one remaining spot of adhesion to the wall^aTSS fell, turning over and over-fell into that abyss where the life of poor Celia Henslow had been finally extinguished. This is a cursed place," said MandsJay, in horror. Townshend looked at him, put in his hands the. bo* upon which he had kept his foot, saying, Take care of that," and dashed from the room, followed by the doctor. With one accord they took the same way—the way to the bottom of the cbasm. On finding the body, Townshend; plunged his hand into its bosom, and felt it here and there. Sold," he muttered in disgust. "Soilli again." But you knew he was dead ?" said the doctor, in wonder. Yes," said Townshend; but I did not know he had done me." By the way," said the doctor, we have not dsccvered how he died." I can tell you," answered Townshend. I shot him with this." He exhibited a weapon like a long pistol. I call it the Graham re- volver. It is the invention of a friend of mine. It :is noiseless; it fires a shot like a darning- needle, which leaves no sign of wound." All the same," said the doctor." it is well for you that this has happened." Perhaps," said Townshend. His death may be put down to his fall." He deserved it," said Townshend, "and they may put it down to what they like." When the body was carried in, the remarkable suckers of indiarobber were removed by the doctor for careful examination, and the pockets were emptied by Mortimer at Townshend's re. quest. Nothing of consequence bat papers were found, and they were obviously the papers which had been in young Billiter's despatch box :-(1) the acknowledgment by the authorities of Sonth Kensington of the loan by the elder Henslow of a Burmese crown ornament: (2) an acknowledg- ment by Mr Flowerdew that he held a certain box in his strictest keeping according to the expressed desire of the elder Henslow (3) the doubtful will in favour of Cynthia Brooke which the younger Henslow bad said he bad found; and (4) some other papers which need not be named here. It is evident now," said Mandslay to Flower- dew, that it was not by divination be knew of the box you had charge of." Despite Flowerdew's remonstrance, that box was opened,and it fulfilled Townshend's expecta. tion of it it contained all kinds of uncut jewels, doubtless the missing jewels of the elder Hen- slow. "But wbere-where is the crown ?" Townshend desperately demanded of Maudslay in private. What has become of that priceless treasure?" There was no answer to the question until next day. Maudslay came to Townshend in the morn- ing with a newspaper in his band. and aemile on his face, half amusement, half triumph. Read that," said he. Townshend read as follows;- EXTRAORDINARY RESTITUTION." The clever thief who so cleverly stole a cer- tain worthless crown the other day, from a. figure in a case in the South RenslngtonMnseum, has quite as cleverly restored it to its place. The sha-m crown of Sapi-Yaw-Lat again adorns the brows of that wooden queen. Its little value was, of course, the incentive to this extraordinary in. stance of honest repentance and restitution." The clever scoundrel," exclaimed Town- ,shend. Of course he put it back," said Mandalay, but why ?" Don't you see ?" said Townshend. He was really afraid I might take it from him and yet while I could not touch it in South Kensington be could claim it with that paper of his brother's in his hand. After poor Miss Henslow's death — and on that he appears to have become re- determined-he could put himself quietly for- ward as his brother's heir-at-law." "But what about the will,in favonrotCynthia?" Is it valid ?" asked Townshend. At any rate," said Mandslay, 141 am glad the crown is back on the bead of Sapi-Yaw-Lat; it is best there." I am not so sure of that," said Townshend. If I bad the power," said Mandslay, with passionate utterance, 1 would bnry all jewels again in the earth, or smash and grind them np to make sand. They provoke wars, quarrels, and all kinds of crimes." Yon won't say that," smiled Townshend, when Miss Brooke has accepted you for a hus- band. Then you will try to establish the vali- dity of that will and if yon manage to do that you will quite eagerly scoop in both the crown, and the box of jewels." Mi3s Brooke," said Mandslay, subdued and blushing like a boy, has not accepted me yet." Of course not. You haven't asited her. Bat you will and you are pretty certain of her answer. Meanwhile the crown rests upon the head of Sapi-Yaw-Lat." (The End.)

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