|Newspaper Title||The Bendigo Independent (Vic. : 1891 - 1918)|
|Trove Title||The Devil's Own. An Australian Story|
THE DEVIL'S OWN
AN AUSTRALIAN STORY
CHAPTER XXXIV (Continued).
BY MRS. ICHMOND HENTY. (ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.)
"Some impostor,” said Miss Vavasour vexedly. " I should.not take any notice of it. Depend upon it, if he has got papers belonging to you, he has got them
dishonestly, and we can mako him give them up. • However, wo can consult Norman; I .wish ho was hero, nnd X don’t suppose,ho will.be here for another hour.. - what I' should " do without him; hoi isr’so .useful to mo— poor-old-Norman.” . —-- “ Are "‘we too early I I declare they liayo not--finished’ breakfast,-Connie”. (• a, said a.pleasant voice. f'Well, you- are - fashionable people ; we had < breakfast at eight, rather before,, if anything.” . vX5ou are just the very person we want, Norman. ,Saoh extraordinary let ters; I declare they almost make my on end, and they are so mysterious; but have a cup of coffee first after , your , drive. I am glad now we dawdled over breakfast. No; well Qonnie.' will I am sure—thera love, now you shall have my comfortable arm chair by the fire. I. want , you to read same lettersmf Vera’s.” < - , “ Love letters,” said _Norman, “ with much pleasure.” “I wish they were . anything half as satisfactory,” said Miss Vavasour. ?. 4 * Oh, fie ! Aunt Dorothy ; you really shouldn't put such ideas into my inno cent head,”,said -Normau, drawing to the fire and opening No I letter of the ... Dearest Dotty.—Was the Susannah Skate that,—” he read out. not the one, at all,” said the oldjadyk “ it’s a blue one,' or at any rate a-blue envelope.” .(‘Here you are, I have it,” he said, opening , a letter and reading it care fully., . “ Hurrah !. hip, hip, hip, hurrah; one cheer more boys,, hip, hip, hip, hur-rafa,” said Norman, holding the letter aloft. “Here’s Vereker, I declare, coming in at the door.Hallo. Vereker 1 just in time —help me to cheer—one more cheer for Vera—Lady Armytage.” Lord Vereker stared in dumb amaze ment. r Had his friend gone quite mad ; it looked very like it. Was that fellow really-going to claim pretty Vera Annoy laye? ..Oh, horrible 1 it looked very much likeit. He Was stricken dumb with terror at the idea and the sight of his friend’s exuberance of spirits. “.Wall,: 1 feel for you, Vereker. I really am sorry,” said Norman face tiously.,, “ Don’t mention it,” said Vereker, awfully sorrowful looking. “ Perhaps I am in .tbo way, !.if so pray toll me,” ho odded stiffly.’ “ Shall we put the poor fellow out of his Aunt Dot,” said Norman,' pointing to Vereker and his sad face. “ -W.hy not,” said Aunt Dorothy. “ lb is- no.., secret, and even if it were.” “ VTell said, fair dame)” said Norman. “ Then here goes, listen, O ye people, amLbe attentive to such pearls.” Horead out the letters of the two lawyers,.-ovaryone listening- attentively,-- as if it was important news. “These letters, Lady Armytage, ahem, will necossitate.a visit - to Winchester— deep talkee talkee on the aforesaid, and tfiejgaid, and the .goodness knows what else, as to t’other—I beg pardon, I was thinking of-the writer. Wo can soon make , the, scoundrel disgorge—two effect tive,looking policemen—a detective and a warrant and the scamp will have' hopped out of the window . or oilier sni-j cidal dodge before we are in the room fiyo.iuinutes, aud bey presto 1 ihe thing is settled. . A pint to bobby, and i t is all smooJLh..8ai1ing, and no public exposure Hurrah!”: -