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Verner shall have learned to drive, then we shall see; perhaps we may buy a pair," he remarked. "My opinion is that she will not learn. After a trial or two she will give it up." "All right, sir." Jan was coming up the road from Deerham with long strides, as Lionel turned out of Poynton's yard. Lionel advanced leisurely to meet him. "One would think you were walking for a wager, Jan!"

The inference would be that he was coming to Verner's Pride; being on its direct way and nearly close upon it. Bennet was at home, therefore he is exempt; and you were scattered in different directions Lionel at Mr. Bitterworth's, John at the Royal Oak I wonder you like to make yourself familiar with those tap-rooms, John! and Frederick coming in from Poynton's to his dinner."

Monsieur may call again if he is a friend of Mademoiselle Poynton's say, in a fortnight." "Marquise," he said, "it is necessary that I see Mademoiselle at once. I am the bearer of good news." The Marquise looked at him steadily. "Of good news, Monsieur?" "Certainly!" "But how can that be?"

The hotel at which Phyllis Poynton's trunks were still awaiting her return was the hotel at which he wished to stay. "Look here, Monsieur Huber," he said. "I give you my word of honor that I have broken no law, nor engaged in any criminal action whatever since I came to Paris. This game of having me watched is simply a piece of bluff.

A question which must be answered now?" "Yes. You telegraphed to Duncombe to know the names of Lord Runton's guests, and now you have come here yourself. Why?" Spencer helped himself to another sandwich. "I came here," he said, "because I didn't seem to be getting on in Paris. It struck me that the clue to Miss Poynton's disappearance might after all be on this side of the Channel."

And when to-morrow comes I'll be frank with you I've very little to say. Pardon me, but where does Mr. Pelham come in in this matter?" "Pelham," Duncombe said slowly, "was a neighbor of Miss Poynton's, in Devonshire. It was through him that I first went to Paris to search for her." Spencer nodded. "Glad to meet him, then," he remarked.

"The fact is," Duncombe interposed, "there is a girl staying at Runton Place whose voice Pelham declares is exactly like Phyllis Poynton's, and whose general appearance, I will admit, is somewhat similar to the photograph I showed you. It is a coincidence, of course, but beyond that it is absurd to go. This young lady is a Miss Fielding.

"He was identified by his sister." "The papers said so," Duncombe answered hesitatingly; "but " "Look here," Andrew interrupted, "I have had enough of this playing with facts. You have grown too complex about this business altogether, Duncombe. Give me Phyllis Poynton's address." "You shall have it," Duncombe answered, taking a leaf from his pocketbook and writing.

A mistake in his marriage! Ay; none save Lionel knew how fatal a one. He passed on direct to the terrace, avoiding the lawn, traversed it, and went out at the large gates. Thence he made his way to Poynton's, the veterinary surgeon, who also dealt in horses. At least, dealt in them so far as that he would buy and sell when employed to do so.

This they did through the medium of thirty native warriors, who appeared before Poynton's house early in the morning of January 22nd, when the bishop was preparing to say Mass. The chief made a speech. He said the bishop and his priests were enemies to the Maoris. They were not traders, for they had brought no guns, no axes.

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