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There flitted across his mind at that moment the recollection of Dorise. What could she think of his disappearance? He longed to write to her, but The Sparrow's chauffeur had impressed upon him the serious danger he would be running if he wrote to her while she was at Monte Carlo. "I question whether he does know. But if he does he would say nothing." "Ah!" sighed Hugh.
I need only add that someone else whom I know not knows of your hiding-place, for, by a roundabout way, I heard of it, and hence, I address this letter to you. Hugh Henfrey stood staggered. There was no mistaking the meaning of that letter now that he had read it a second time. Dorise doubted him! And what answer could he give her? Any explanation must, to her, be but a lame excuse.
I'm sure of that!" "Well, I'm not so sure," was her mother's response. "I was chatting about it to Mr. Sherrard last night, and he's promised to make inquiry." "Let Mr. Sherrard inquire as much as he likes," cried the girl angrily. "He'll find nothing against Hugh, except that he's poor." "H'm! And he's been far too much in your company of late, Dorise.
She had been alone with her mother after the last guest of a gay house-party had departed, when, unknown to Dorise, Lady Ranscomb had telegraphed to her friend George to "run up for a few days' fishing." Lady Ranscomb's scheme was to throw the pair into each other's society as much as possible.
Yet, after all, he cared little for anything so long as Dorise still believed in his innocence, and she still loved him. His one great object was to clear up the mystery of his father's tragic end, and thus defeat the clever plot of those whose intention it, apparently, was to marry him to Louise Lambert. On every hand there was mystification.
He though it wiser not to post it. Hence it was on the morning following Louise's arrival at Shapley, he received a letter from Dorise, enclosing one she had received under cover for him. He had told Dorise to address him as "Mr. Carlton Symes." It was on dark-blue paper, such as is usually associated with the law or officialdom.
It only came into my hands yesterday." And he gave her an envelope. "Tell me something about this woman, Mademoiselle of Monte Carlo. Who is she?" asked Dorise excitedly. "Well she is a person who was notorious at the Rooms, as you yourself know. You have seen her." "And tell me, why do you take such an interest in Hugh?" inquired the girl, not without a note of suspicion in her voice.
Yet while she lived, there was still a faint hope that he would be able to learn the secret which he anticipated would place him in such a position that he might defy those who had raised their hands against his father and himself. His marriage with Dorise, indeed his whole future, depended upon the disclosure of the clever plot whereby Louise Lambert was to become his wife.
She told me she intended to ask you to have a seat in the car. The Comte d'Autun is coming with us." "Ah! He admires you, Dorise, hence I don't like him," Hugh blurted forth. "But, surely, you're not jealous, you dear old thing!" laughed the girl, tantalizing him.
It was a sad affair which the police of Monaco had, by dint of much bribery and the telling of many untruths, successfully kept out of the newspapers. The evening after Hugh's disappearance, Monsieur Ogier had called upon Dorise Ranscomb her mother happily being away at the Rooms at the time.
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