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Chapter NumberXIII.-CONTINUED.
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Newspaper TitleClarence and Richmond Examiner and New England Advertiser (Grafton, NSW : 1859 - 1889)
Trove TitleJohn Brown and His Dog Faithful
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JOHN BROWN:

,. . AND

HIS 3DOC3- FAITHFUL

BY

»iv. a. w. lOLDia,

LAWRENCE, CLARENCE RIVER,.N. 8. W.

" ;/CHAPTER XIII.-CONTINUED; 1

" Cnn'you sparc Hobo for nn hour's walk, picoso ?" "Yes, ol' courso, Mr Brown ¡ ' it will do hor good. She has bean rather pons! ve tho last day or two. Go and got your cloak, door Hobo.", .......

When sho had gone, Miss B. said, ? ; 1

" Mr Brown, I ara vory glad you havocomo. Hebe's mind is beyond her years. . Hor'unole was hoto the day boforo yestorday ; I could soo sho had beon upsot whoo ho loft. Yesterday, her stepmother ¿ame ¡ »nd when sho loft, Hobo onmo into tho schoolroom as if weighed down by caro. Sho is reticent even with my¡ stator/'and we,admiro her ,for it.: Take her-jfor a, drivo to-morrow j a oloar day from hor' studies will do the iloar girl good. She is a gom."

Tho only roply John Brown gavo, was to take tho hand of each of tho two sisters and press thom; They know him ; that pressure was enough.

" My child, 1 have brought Mr Aohatos down to soe you. I havo told him, as our warm and mutual friend what you told mo regarding your fathor's words on board ship ; your uncle's conduct and words since you drat saw him,11n short Mr Aohatca knows all I know. Ho wants to have a talk with iou on tho ftibjeot, and seo If you will kindly allow

¡in to soe your csoritoiro. Ho is anxious to soo if he can elucldnto the seeming mystery. You have a friend lu Mr Achates, equal to myself, you know."

Aohatos' noso wont up and chin o»mo down, as John Brown spoke. . . , <. i

" Yes, 1 know Mr Aohates is a friend, and I think of him as such, next to you. But boforo Mr Aohatos oommoncos, I must tell you of undo Lyndhurst's visit tho nay before yostorday.' The intorviow was painful ;" and a oloud passed over Hebe's brow as sho Bpoko, ".yes very painful." ; "-?'/?'

Hobo commonccd, and told the two friends. Spoke of.MrsUandslIp first. 'Went on spooking until sho got animated ; so spoko until both John Brown and his friend lookod nt each other In blank amazement.

John Brown took a hasty glance at Hobo's face, and saw tho working of her features-oxcltomont firmness, «areasiii, all blondell on overy linenmont nf her foaturos. Her words poured forthat times un- consciously to herself. Sho was in hor unolc's prcsouoo again ; shu appeared to be addressing him, and not hor two friends. Sho ro-enactcd tho two interviews. Hebe's words, language, notion, look of oontomiit, and scorn, when she spoke of Lyndhurst, mndo John Brown pondor many an hour for wcoks

afterwards.

Ho saw in Hobo what ho had nover seen boforo to tho samo extent-an aptness, firmness, strength of mimi, rlpo judgment before its natural timo., T

'Many a lourney Aohatcs'noso and ohin mado dur- ing tho timo Helio was speaking.

John Brown's board had quite a six month's brush- ing. .-.':= 1} -i

Atlast Hobo stopped, and with'an effort calmed hoi sol f, and said,

.' Mr Brown, please tell mo if I noted rightly ?

" G lad sho il ld not ask mo," self-coin muuod Aohates, .' for It would take mo a mouth to think over¡ tho jircn. anil uons.-thoy aro BO Intrioato. What a pro- digy she ls ; a woman in tho child." '.]...'

;" You havo given mo a difficult question, my build; Your language was strong, but your righteous indig- nation was great. Your arrows were deeply wound- ing, but your unolo drew thom-from-your quiver. Ho bont tho bow by his actions and words, and you shot them. Remember, Hobo, ho who can suppress a moment's anger may prevent dayB of sorrow. But your's was not anger so much as Indignation. You havo an insight into your uncle's oharaoter, and you wore justified in retaking him, but not perhaps quito in tho lauguugo you did. Yot I cannot blamo you for your words. Bo on your "guard with him ; he is not just or honost towards you or his dead brother. This I nm suro of. . Ko fer him to mo if ho troubles yon too much, for by the dooumcnts signed by your step-mothor and your unolo, they cannot interioro with you for live yoars yot. I did not toll you this boforo, and I only toll you now to easo your mind."

" You havo casod my mind," broko lu Hebe,

il am glad you did not part bad friends with your etop-inothor ; be firm with hor.'yot kind. No, my child, I nm not displeased j far from it. You had groat cause ¡ moro than you know nt prosont. Now, Aohatcs, hnvo a talk, with Hobe, whilo I go and give tho old dog a swim in tho oreek.

"My dear Hobo, you havo replied, as it woro, to many questions I was going to put to you, in your récapitulation of . your unolo's and ? step-mother's interviews. Now, take your mind book to the time yoti were on tho sea, and toll mo, in as fow words os you can-{.,£." answer mo os briefly os you eon my. questions. Do you think your papa remembered having told you of a Bcorot drawori" '

"No, becauso he novor roferred to it again, and sometimes ho quise forgot ono doywhat ho had been doing or saying tho day boforo. This waa only some- times. . Ho would write a lottor ono day, and forget tho next day. ho had written it."

" Aro you suro he was quito right in his mind i"

" Oh, yes ; it was only tho groat pain ho had at times at night, In rough weather, that drove every- thing out of his head."

" You say your step-mothor knows nothing about what your father said, or about tho seoret drawer?"

"No, nothing."

" What about this French lady ? Was sho kind to your papa ?" :,-f, í \ -. \

" Yes, very, and to every other sick passenger. Sho was kind , to the captain's wife, who was very ill.

Every body liked her ; the captain thought no end of

" Wan she much alone with your papa, and did he

seem to trust her ?"

" She would sit up half the night sometimes wish papa ; and talk in French to him, as he sat in his chair daring the day, trying to cheer him. One day he said to me, 'Hebe, that lady is kind ; I can trust her, but not-' Then he stopped, patted me on the check, saying. ' Ton are too young to know all : go on deck, and talk with year mamma, while I do some writing V That night he was very ill."

" What was the French lady's name."

" I cannot remember. I never could say it, it waa so long and hard "

" Thank yon. Hebe dear ; I will think over what you have said. Carry out Mr Brown's words-keep your desk locked np."

' It is under look and key."

" Let ns return, as promised, to tea, and show me the desk afterwards. Here comes our friend, and the old dog, with a olean suit on."

During the evening Achates examined the escri- toire, bat without any result.

When John Brown and Achates returned to their hotel, they had a long talk over the matter, until far past midnight.

" I feel inclined to go and beard Lyndhurst in his den on the point, Brown."

"That won't do, Achates. Remember, he is a lawyer ; ho a-ould soon hip you. As yet, wo are only groping in the dark. Hebe went a trifle too far. She ought to have angled a little more, and she might have landed her fish ; hut I would not instil into her duplioity of any form, so I was silent on that point. Her mind and nature are too true for subterfuges. I would not have it otherwise, only wean her to tone down her feelings and words. But this will come to her when she nee« more of the world. Do you think, Achates, Mrs P. Handslip and Lyndhurst are working togethor in any way '"

" Ño," most emphatically.

" I think the same. Lyndhurst will bo hanged by his own ropo, and not by another."

" Just so ; a scaret, when two know of it, is no longer a secret. This reurling and experience of law tells him that, in nearly evory oriminul case, guilt is sheathed home hy a second or third party being cognisahle to what has taken placo. He would work on tire plan of 'Oycar Luxonburg, or misapplied talent«,' that has jnst been published."

"You aro right, Achates ; Lyndhurst is working alone. So is the stepmother. We shall have to work with great care."

' "There is one point I cannot fathom. I have looked at tho matter from every point. Microscopi- cally, and with the naked eye, it ÍB this : If Lynd- hurst emptied tho secret drawer-that is, took the papers plaoed thero by Hebe's father-why does he want to got at the desk again ? I don't for one moment think that it is Hebe's mother's letters : there is some other reason. As a lawyer, he knows more letters-love or otherwise-are not legal pi oof. Thoy may bo produced, so held by a court of law as robutting evidence to support a case, but nothing moro. Ito you seo, Blown, what I mean ?"

" Yes, you mean a will, or suoh Uko dooument, would invalidate lottere. Suoh is tho low. With iou, it is a point I havo thought over, why

lyndhurst want« to get at tho escritoire ? To see the mother's totters would be no solution of the enigma of his action."

" Again, Brown, remomber Mrs. Psyche Handslip tries to got into tho dark and scoret chamber by another path. Judging by what Hebe thinks ana says, this woman's great aim is to got at tho letters belonging, or at loast written, by Hobo's mother. She has got hold of something, but I don't think it ls muoh. I would like to soe this Fronoh lady the girl speaks about. - Sim oould not have taken the oontents of the drawer; if she had, how would Lyndhurst know ? < And lt he knew, his very craftiness would make him not against Aw. Hobo does not know her name, so there tho olue is lost. There is a mystery; Echo Bays 1 mystery I' -1 .say 1 whoro )': Eoho repeats ' wilora V Good night, or rather good morning, John

Brown."

Noxt day .-Hebe, had, a'day's.drive with; tho two ' friends, and tho following day Brown and Aohatoa

returned to Daylesford._-.."..."".......