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[ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.] "THE CAULDERS OF ÁI:1. U CAXBOROUGH. B T FRED TV III S II A W, -Author of A l.ost Army." Tite Emperor's Eiitfiislmian," "The White Witch," Her ILIGKIRC-H," lloscow," «ic. CHAPTER 1. John Iloincrton, a young doctor in the Indian Medical Department, was already conl^'iaplr-vting a visit to the Old Country on furlough. an anonymous I'-tti-r hastened his mor-ments, and c.iusod him. in fact, "to take ih'? very next steamer leaving Bombay for England. The letter was dated from a country town in Surrey, and contained exceedingly dis- 'quicting information. It ran tllUs: Caxborough. May 19th, KG—. SIR,If you have any consideration for tho xvelfa-ce of your sister, Mrs. you had butler waste no ti.'no in coining to look after her. There is trouble brenving at the Manor. A Flt-,E-,D (). TIIY, FANIIII,Y. He-mirton's sister wag married in or near Caxborough. Her husband was a squire in the i:<»ifi{hi/Ourhood, a peculiar and elderly in- d; i d 1 1. of whom his young brother-in-law knew but little and understood less. He was rich. however, and had seemed to be devoted to his sister, and Homerton left England con- vinced" that the domestic establishment at the Manor House—in spite of the disparity of age between its master and )iii-for happiness, in so far as he was able to judge after a month spent in studying the situation on the spot. This was three years ago, and though he had consented to his sister's mar- triage with some misgivings llomerton had re- turned to India comforted by the belief that after all his doubts had bcc, unfounded. Upon receipt of the anonymous letter quoted above, however, his misgivings re- turned, intensified a hundred fold; and in spite of the fact that, like his neighbours, he had invariably boasted that unsigned letters should be treated with contempt and thrown unread into the wastepaper-bns'tet, this. the first he had ever received, was not only read, -but proved, on the instant, so convincing that he packed up his traps and came away, as ■aforesaid, by the first available opportunity. En route. Homerton considered how best he should act in order to make himself ae- quainted with the position of affairs, sup- posing the anonymous communication to have been made in good faith, without revealing to 1 the establishment at the i'U'.nor House his premature arrival in England. At the sumo time hfl was anxious to save his face" in case the letter should prove a hoax. Under the circumstances, therefore, he decided to take rooms at some small liot-el in Caxbor- ough, where he could live awhile incognito and g-tudy tho situation at his ease. The Caxborough Arms Hotel was almost ■empty who:: lionierton arrived and engaged his Toomu; iha eojTce-roon was little better than a wiidei':i'.?s.t at dinner-time; and since the waiter, per I taps long bereft of the opportunity of association with his fellow-creatures, seemed anxious to enter into friendly conver- sation wiiii that rara avis a visitor at the hotel, Homerton realised that here was pro- vided. ready to hand, an easy method of com- Kiencing his cautious investigations into car- ta in matters uppermost in his thoughts. The waiter remarked that it had been a •grand day, but seemed io be clouding over a bit. He fancied, however, that the rain would go up 'lie Arrow Valley, if it came. '• It gene- rally d; sir." he added. "We don't get rally d; sir." he added. aet much rain in Caxborough. 1 uuresnv a stranger to the town you'll find it a. bit sii-, as I (lid. I'm •almost a stranger myseiiV' muck to talk about, I daresay? ra- rnnrk'd Homerton, affably. Woll, I won't say that, sir." s'-viled the -v.-niter. In these 'ere country pluses every- j •one •esins to know all about their neighbor.'| and they find plenty of interest in tuii;n:g j about ooeh other." Hoi;.erfon considered e"IV favour- :V:r a plunge into the middle of things. How far away is the Manor House? he asked, dangling a bait, as it j were, before the waiter's nose. i "What, Mr. Caulder's? Scarcely a mile and a f.rf, sir; an easy walk." "Ah!" said Homerton, leaving the bait dangling. The waiter carried a plate to the sideboard, than he returned and jumped at the fly. acquainted with the squire, I daresay, sir? I iftteud to visit Mr. Caulder on business one of these days. Is he at home? Nilell, yes, he's at home, in a manner of speaking," said the waiter, mysteriously, and yet net at home." I r:in afraid I must ask for more light." laughed Homerton. v j "Well, you see, sir, it like this. Mr. Caulder's an elderly gentleman—close on sixty, I should say. Well, sir, when a gen- tlemar. c-f that age marries a young lady a good quarter of a. century younger, why, you know, sir—they're apt io find things don't go 60 pJtM.s-nti like as they expected." "Wlir.t, they've quarrelled, hare they?'' "Not so bad," said Charles, cryptieaily, c< and yet, worse, much worse." "Gl'd heavens, man, what do vou mean? Homerton blurted', startied into be- traying the agitation which he had hitherto .•successfully concealed by apparent absorption in the contents of his soup-plate. Drugs, sir," said Charles, delighted to (have aroused his companion to real interest in Iiis conversation. They do say the poor gentleman ain't happy, and has took to drugs—opium, and what-not—as an antidote- like to sorrer." And what about his wife? asked Homer- ton, endeavouring with some success to as- sume an appearance of indifference which he was very far from feeling. The waiter laughed, and tossed his head, as though the question reveal^j a vista in which comedy trod upon the heels of tragedy, Wel'l, I suppose you can't hardly blame a. young woman," lie said. Circumstances is against her. She hadn't ought to have mar- ried an old man what's a bookworm and sees I no society from morn till night; it ain't fair on her. Mind you, she's as straight as straight; there isn't a sov.l in this town what would dream of imputin' any harm to j Mrs. Caulder, beyond "—Charles paused and laughed again—" well, beyond believin' too much in that there rascal of a doctor," he ended, the smile dying from his face in an ex- pression cf virtuous indignation. Homerton ate his dinner, waiting for more light. They do say she's that fasemaied she can't tell wrong from right. the waiter pursued. She's fallin' in love, that's what it's called in plain English." "What, with the doctor you mentioned? asked Homerton, huskily. "That's it sir, with the doc-tor; an(I that's the trouble, for if anything was to happen to that there squire — wen, folks Wouldn't stop to think of her feelin's—not a j 'bit of it. There'd be trouble about them j drugs and the doctor what lets 'em be taken regular; folks would say the squire's been got rid of because there was someone as wanted the squire's missus- t a minute." Homerton gasped. Are you suggesting that Mr. Canlder is an opium- eater in consequence of domestic unhappi- ness; that the doctor who attends him is in love with the sick man's wife. and she with him, and that he— the doctor I mean—encou- rages the squire in his opium-eating in order j that when he is in his grave he may marry Mrs. Cauld-r? I shouldn't to put it so plain as that, sir," said Charles, somewhat alarmed at the ■obvious horror of his visitor. "Though that's about what it amounts to. Mind vou/'tis but hearsay })n repoatlu' you ,1 r,0 for to

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