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you intione?"

"I don't knohere she is!" growled the brother, for once

non-co from the chair in

the corner into which he had dropped at his entrance

His head hung upon his breast, and he appeared to study the lining

of his hat-crown, balancing the briers between his

knees Mrs Aylett had lowered her veil in the burying-ground or on

her way thither, but it was a fliht, yet insufficient to hide the paleness of the upper part of

her visage Mr Aylett watched and wondered, with but one definite

idea in his brain beyond the resolve to ferret out the entire

mystery in his stealthy, taciturn fashion Herbert Dorrance had

been, in some manner, compromised by his association with this

Chilton, had reason to dread exposure frouilty secret

"I shall know all about it in due season," thought the master of

himself and his dependents

Not that he , but he had implicit faith in his own detective talents

"Here she is at last!" he said, when Mabel ca Aunt Rachel's hand, and talking low and earnestly, her noble

face and even gliding step a refreshing contrast to Mrs Aylett's

nervousness and Herbert's dogged sullenness