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Laura interrupted her with an easy laugh. "You don't need to worry," she assured her. Lenora rose to her feet. She was quite herself again. There was a new look of determination in her face. "Laura," she exclaimed, "we will save Mr. Quest and we will get hold of Craig! I have a plan. Listen."
I know the place well. Let me go and see if I can't join and pick up a little information about the man. He must have a night out sometimes. Let's find out what he does. How's that?" "Capital!" Quest agreed. "Get along, Laura. And you, Lenora," he added, "put on your hat. We'll take a ride towards Mayton Avenue."
In the mean while he received a letter from Gustave at Rome, containing a few lines for his child. The young man declared that absence from Lenora had only increased his affection, and that his only consolation was the hope of future union with her by the bonds of marriage. But in other respects the letter was not encouraging.
All of poor De Vlierbeck's efforts to disguise his suffering were unsuccessful, and Lenora soon read in his face that he was a prey to some overwhelming sorrow. As he still obstinately kept silence, she began to tremble, and asked, with feverish impatience, "Well, father, well, have you nothing to say to me?" "Alas! my child," said he, sighing, "we are not happy. God tries us with heavy blows.
They had been a considerable time engaged with their several occupations, when the parish clock struck; and, putting down her work hastily, Lenora took a basket from behind the stove and prepared to go out. Her father looked up with surprise as he said, "What! already, Lenora?" "It has just struck half-past eleven, father."
A happy smile beamed on his face as he met the questioning glance of his daughter and answered, firmly, "I loved my brother, Lenora; but I loved you, my only child, much more. The sacrifice demanded of me by his creditors insured misery for your mother and for you!" "Oh, God! oh, God!" sobbed Lenora.
"Not so badly for a stupid person," Lenora replied. "I'm not nearly so quick as Laura, of course, but I could make a message out if I took time over it." Laura, who had been busy with some papers at the further end of the room, came over and joined them. "Say, it's a dandy little affair, that, Mr. Quest," she exclaimed. "I had a try with it, a day or so ago. Jim spoke to me from Fifth Avenue."
My uncle died in Italy and left me heir of all his property. He commanded me on his death-bed to marry Lenora. I have searched heaven and earth to find you. I have suffered for many months all the torture that a nature like mine can endure; and at length I have discovered you! I have come, sir, to ask the reward of my suffering.
His remarks to the Inspector were few and perfunctory. He asked only a few languid questions of Macdougal and Lenora, who were summoned to his presence. "You had left the hotel, I understand, at the time when the crime occurred?" he asked the latter. Macdougal, grave and respectful, made his answers with difficulty. His voice was choked with emotion.
But there was a sadder day; a narrow coffin, a black hearse, and a tolling bell, which always wakes me from my sleep, and I find the dream all gone, and nothing left of the little child but the wicked Lenora Carter." Here the dark girl buried her face in her hands and wept, while Carrie gently smoothed her tangled curls.
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