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"None, alleass Ring, o not till I learn, once and for all, if Sir Richard be here or no"

Now at this she loosed the bell-rope very suddenly and, covering her face with her hands, stood thus awhile: "God pity et how you saved me froain, yet now scarce above a whisper "Your face hath looked upon ht and morn these two years, and now--O Martin Conisby, were you but the ue new-broke fro her head and viewing me with new and bitter scorn, "and one that speaketh lies of an absenton the word "Lies, madam? Why then, how cometh my picture here--my coat of arates? What do you at Conisby Shene?"

Now in her look I saw a sudden doubt, a growing dread, her breath caught and she shrank back to the panelled wall and leaned there, and ever the trouble in her eyes grew "Well, my lady?" I questioned, "Have ye no answer?"

"'Twas saidI have heardthe Conisbys were no more"

"Even so, how came Sir Richard by this, our house?"

"Nay--nay, I--I know little of my father's business--he was ever a silent man and I--have passed my days in London or abroad But you--ah, tell me--why seek you my father?"

"That is betwixt hieance, my lord?" Here, as I made no answer, she crosses over to me and lays one slender hand on my shoulder; whereat I would have risen but her touch stayed ht?" Meeting the look in her deep, soft eyes, I was silent for a while, finding no word, then du onup, I saw she had clasped her hands and stood with head bowed like one in prayer: "O Martin Conisby," she whispered, "now thank God that in His mercy He hath stayed thee fro to the carven press, took thence divers papers and set them before me "Read!" she commanded

So I examined these papers and found therein indisputable evidence thatard, had been taken by Spaniards off Hispaniola and carried away prisoner, none knehither