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"Dolly never took it!" Mrs. Berry heard Dotty, declare, as she approached the door. "Either it's just lost, or else Mr. Fenn stole it, or else " "Or else what?" asked Mr. Forbes, as Dotty paused. "I don't like to say," and Dotty twisted her finger nervously; "I do suspect somebody, at least, I fear maybe I do, a little bit, but I won't say anything about it, unless you keep on blaming Dolly.

Forbes spoke: "I should like our legal appointments to include advocates of the poor, men of integrity whose business it would be to watch over the rights and listen to the grievances of those classes who live by laborious work and are helpless to resist powerful wrong.

"But you will travel first in a sleeping-car." Mrs. Forbes put up her hand to her pork-pie cap, as if considering. "Very well, madam, to oblige you I will undergo it," she said at length. "But I would not do the like for another living lady." "I will raise your wages. You are a faithful creature." "Does master expect us, madam?" asked Mrs. Forbes as she prepared to retire.

"Still, of course, if you said nothing to any one about the treaty these inquiries are irrelevant." "I said nothing." "Do you know anything of the commissionnaire?" "Nothing except that he is an old soldier." "What regiment?" "Oh, I have heard Coldstream Guards." "Thank you. I have no doubt I can get details from Forbes.

What object did he have in murdering an innocent old man who never injured anybody, as far as I know?" "That is the puzzling thing which must be solved," Lois replied. "But I must go home now, Mr. Forbes, and I thank you very much for what you have told me this afternoon." She left the store with a lighter heart than she had entered it, and walked briskly up the road.

Major Forbes nodded. "He went out to California in '50." "Yes, and when the war broke out he rode back across the Arizona and New Mexico territories with General Johnston to enlist in the Confederate forces. A month ago he came back here and he called to tell me he saw Hunt in Arizona in '61. He had a horse-and-cattle ranch there, also some mining holdings."

The story of Primrose Campbell is, perhaps, the saddest among this catalogue of crimes and calamities. She was the daughter of John Campbell, of Mamore, and the sister of John Duke of Argyle, the friend and patron of Duncan Forbes; and she had been, by Lovat's introduction, for some time a companion of his first wife. Lord Lovat, about the year 1732, became a widower.

Forbes to the Roses' on what was very evidently an important errand? For all present were eagerly interested, that much was clear. Mr. and Mrs. Rose were smiling, yet shaking their heads in uncertainty; Bernice was flushed and excited; and Mr. Forbes himself was apparently trying to persuade them to something he was proposing. This much Dolly gathered before she heard a word of the discussion.

One of them gave a faint scream as they entered, and Mary Martin, rising to her feet, said: "What means this rough intrusion?" "It means," the sergeant said, "that a prisoner has escaped from the castle, one Archibald Forbes, a pestilent Scotch traitor.

"I hope not, I'm sure!" exclaimed Mr. Evringham sternly. "I'll not do it again, grandfather," said the girl, her very ears burning. Mrs. Evringham sighed and gave one Parthian shot. "The poor child does love horses so," she murmured softly. The host scowled and fidgeted in his chair with a brusque gesture to Mrs. Forbes to remove the course.