after the first day* sh* looked ao too, now I think of It. But I’d glva n led and Blanche had followed, and bonny that for a time Martha real J what a bonny pair they had made bit to know what he was doing, mess- believed that Mr. Cazalet had spo­ Ing about down here at the last mo­ even then. etc. Severely snubbed on ken." and allowed herself to »^m lre that subject, she took to peering at him also as he drove off l” ter w th b ment!" Blanche liked this as little as any­ her mistress, once her bairn, with fur­ wicked lamps alight. But thing that Cazalet had said yet, and he tive eagerness and Impatience; for would only go on and on about her had said nothing that she did like this Blanche, on her side, looked as though day. the glories of the Rlpl«> road and morning. But there were allowance* she had something on her mind. and. the grandeur of Hindhead. She a to be made for him, she knew. And Indeed, had made one or two attempts brought back heaps of heather an yet to strengthen her knowledge, or to get tt off. She had to force It even bunches of leaves Just beginning to rather to let him confirm It for her, In the end. turn; they were all over the Utt e "Th ere’s just one thing I want to house before Cazalet had been gone either by word or by his silence, ah* say before I go. Martha. You know ten minutes. But Blanche hadn't for­ staled a certain case for him aloud. "Poor old Sweep!” she laughed. when Mr. Toye called yesterday. 1 was gotten her poor old Martha; she was ER NEST W .V t O R N U N S " It ’a a shame that you should have out?" not one to forget people, especially "Oh, Mr. Toye; yes, 1 remember, when she loved and yet had to snub come heme to be worried like this." "I am worried," he said simply. Miss Blanche.” them. Martha’s portion was picture A u th o r o f "I think It's Just splendid, all you're "W ell, I don’t want you to say that postcards of the Gibbet anil other land­ “ T h é A m ateur C ra ck sm a n .’ doing for that poor man, 'out especially he came In and waited half an hour marks of the day. the way you're doing It." “ R a ffle s.” etc. In vain; In fact, not that he came “ And If you're good,” said Blanche, "I wish to God you wouldn't say In at all, or that you're even sure you “ you shall have some every day, an saw him, unless, of course, you re an album to keep them in forever and that, Blanche!" He paid her the compliment of asked.” ever. And won't that be nice when speaking exactly as he would have "Who should ask me, I wonder?" It's all over, and Mr. Cazalet's gone spoken to a man; or rather, she hap­ "W ell, 1 don't know, but there seems back to Australia?” SYNOPSIS. pened to be the woman to take It as to be a little bad blood between Mr. Crueler anticlimax was neT*J a compliment. planned, but Martha's face had Toye and Mr. Cazalet.” C a z a le L on the ite a m e r K a ise r F r lt i. "But I do say It. Sweep! I’ve heard h om ew ard bound from A u stralia, cries Martha looked for a moment as brought It on her; and now It re­ out In his sleep that H e n ry C raven, w ho all about It from Charlla He rang me though she were about to weep, and mained to make her see for harseif ten years befo re had ruined his fath er and him self, Is dead, and finds that H il­ up last night." then for another moment a9 though what an Incomparably good time they ton Toys, w h o sh ares the stateroom with "You're on the telephone, are you?” she would die of laughing. But a were having. b him, L _ , _____ k n ow s ________ C ra v en ___ and ___ also ___ B lanch e "Everybody is In these days. third moment she celebrated by mall M arn a ir, a form er neigh bor and p la y ­ Above all was It delightful to feel mate. W hen the d aily p apers come Where have you lived? Oh, I forgot!” that their beloved car was waiting for a b o a rd at Southam pton T oy e read s that C ra v e n has been m urdered and c alls And she laughed. Anything to lift this them outside, to whirl them where C e z a le t’e dream second sight. H e thinks duet of theirs out of the minor key! j they liked; for quite early In the o f doing a little am ateu r detective w ork "But what does old Charlie really on the case him self. In the train to tow n week (and this was a glaring aggra- they discuss the murder, which w a s com ­ think of the case? That's more to the ! vation In Martha's eyes) Cazalet had mitted at C a s s le t ’s old home. T oy e h ears from C azale t that 8 iruton . w ho had been point,” said Cazalet uneasily. taken lodgings for himself and driver C a z a le t’s friend and the scapegoat for “ Well, he seemed to fear there was | in those very Nell Gwynne Cottages C ra v e n 's dishonesty, h as been released fro m prison. C azalet goes dow n the no chance of ball before the adjourned where Hilton Toye had stayed before T oy o y e s also hearing. riv e r and meets UlancFve. 111 But 1 rather gathered he comes tc zee her and tells C azalet that him. Bcruton h as been arrested, tu t as he was not going to be tn It himself?” doesn't believe the old clerk Is guilty he “ No. We decided on one of those Is g o in g to ferret out the m urderer. CHAPTER XI. C azalet and B lanch e go to C a z a le t's old sportsmen who love rushing In where hom e and meet M r D rln k w a te r o f Scot­ a family lawyer like Charlie owna to lan d Y a rd C azalet goes w ith D r ln k w a ­ The Thousandth Man. I’ve seen the ter to the lib ra ry w here the m urder w a s looking down his nose It had been new life to them, but com m itted, sh ow s him a secret p assage chap, and primed him up about old pa k n ew a t a boy, and leads tn# w ay now it was all over. It was the last Savage, and our find In the founda­ th ro u gh It. In town Toye, ta lk in g with evening of their week, and they were C aaalet about the m urder, su gg ests finger tions. H « says he'll make an example prin ts on the w eapon found In the secret spending It rather silently on aX-V? p assa ge as a m esn s o f tra p p in g tha m u r­ of Drlnkwater, and Charlie says they Blanche's balcony. d erer and succeeds In securing a print of call him the Bobby's Bugbear!” C a z a le t's hand T o y e tm re s C a z a le t ', “ I make it at least three hundred,” “ But surely he'll have to tell his m ovem ents w h ile a paseenger on the said Cazalet, and knocked out a pip# K a le e r F ritz, finds that he left the boat client who's behind him?” before tha m urder and returned lust afte r that might have been a gag. "You “ No. He's Just the type who would It. and w a rn s him. see. we were very seldom under fifty!" have rushed In. anyhow. And It'll be "Speak for yourself, please! My CHAPTER X. time enough to put Scruton under obli­ longevity's a tender point," said gations when I've got him o ft!” Blanche, who looked as though she The Week of Their Llvei. Blanche looked at the troubled eyes had no business to have her hair up. "Toye's gone back to Italy." said avoiding hers, and thought that she Ill as she sat In a pale cross-fire between Cazalet. "H e says he may be away had never heard of a fine thing being a lamppost and her lighted room. only a week. Let'g make It the week done so finely. This very shamefaced­ Blanche Looked at the Troubled Eyes of our lives!" Cazalet protested that he had only ness appealed to her intensely, and yet Avoiding Hera meant their mileage in th* car; he The scene was the little room It last night Charlie had said that old pleased Blanche to call her parlor, Sweep was In such tremendous spirits In* an utter fool of herself, as she made himself extremely Intelligible Why was he so down would have been told to her face by now, as he often would when she ral­ and the time a preposterously early about It all! hour of the following forenoon. Caza­ this morning? anybody but Blanche, whose yellow lied him In a serious voice. let In her sunny snuggery rather sug­ She ouly knew she could have taken hair was being disarranged by the “ Well, It’s been a heavenly time,” gested another extravagant taxicab his hand, hut for a very good reason very hands that had helped to lmpris she assured him Just once more. "And But Blanche saw only his worn, ex­ why she could not. She had even to on It under that motor hat and .ell. tomorrow It's pretty sure to come all cited face; and her own was not at guard against an equivocally sympa­ “ Oh, Blanchle. Is that all you have right about Scruton. Isn't It?" Its beat In her sheer amazement. thetic voice or manner, as she asked. “ Yes! Tomorrow we shall probably to tell me?” said Martha. "Ita ly I” she ejaculated. "When did "How long did they remand him for?" have Toye back,” he answered with And then the week of their Uvea be­ he go?" "Eight days.” grim Inconsequence. gan. "Nine o'clock last night." "What has that to do with It, Wal­ "W ell, then, you'll know the best or The weather was true to them, and ter?” "But"—she checked herself—"I sim­ the worst today w eek!” this was a larger matter than It might ply can't understand It, that's a ll!” “Oh. nothing, of course.” "Y e s !” he said eagerly, almost him­ have been. They were not making But still his tone was grim and "Why? Have you seen him since self again. "But, whichever way It love. They were “ not out for that,” the other afternoon?" goes. I'm afraid It means trouble for as Blanche herself actually told Mar heavy, with a schoolboy Irony that he Ills manner might have explained me, Blanche; some time or other I'll tha, with annihilating scorn, when would not explain but could not keep So Mr. Toye must be those other two remarks, now bother­ tell you why; but that's why I want the old dear looked both knowing and to himself ing her when It whs too late to notice this to be the week of our lives." longing co-know at the end of the first turned out of the conversation, though them; on the other hand, she was by So he really meant what he had said day's run. They were out to enjoy It was not Blanche who had dragged no means aure that It did. He might before. The phrase had been no care­ themselves, and that seemed shock­ him In. She wished people would ■Imply dislike Toye. and that again less misuse of words; but neither, ing to Martha “ unless something was stick to their point might explain his extraordinary heat after all, did It necessarily apply to coming of it.” She had Just sense “ There's one thing I've rather want­ over the argument at Llttleford Mr. Toye. That was something. It enough to keep her conditional clause ed to ask you," she began. Blanche began to feel the air soma made It easier for Blanche not to aak to herself. "Yes?" said Cazalet. what heavily charged with explana­ questions. “ You said the other day that It Yet If they were only out to enjoy tions. either demanded or desired; Cazalet had gone out on the bal would mean worry for you tn any case they were things she hated, and she cony; now he called to her; and there themselves. In the way Miss Blanche —after tomorrow— whether the charge determined not to add to them If she was no taxi, but a smart open car vowed and declared (more shame for Is dismissed or not!” her), they certainly had done wonders could help It. waiting tn the road. Its.brasses blazing His wicker chair creaked under Martha could hardly "I haven't set eyes on him again," In the sun. an Immaculate chauffeur for a start. him. credit all they said they had done, she said. "But ho's been seen here­ *t the wheel. “ I don't see why tt should.” she per and as an embittered pedestrian there in a taxi " "Whose Is that. 8weep?” slsted, "If the case falls through.” was nothing that she would “ put past” "W ho saw him?" "Mine, for the week I'm talking one of those nasty motors "W ell, that's where 1 come In,” he It said "Martha—If ahe's not mistaken." about! 1 mean ours. If you'd only very little for Mr. Cazalet, by the way had to say. This was a little disingenuous, as buck up and get ready to come out! in Martha's private opinion, that he "Surely you mean Just the other will appear; but that Impetuous Sweep A week doesn't last forever, you should take her Miss Blanche out In way about? If they commit the man was In a merciful hurry to know some know!" a car at all; if he had turned out as for trial, then you do come In, I know. thing else. Blunche ran off to Martha, who well as she had hoped, and “ meant It’s like your goodness.” “ When was this, Blanche?" fussed and hindered her with the best anything." a nice boat on the river "I wish you wouldn't say that! It "Just about dark—say seven or to. Intentions It would have been diffi­ would have been better for them both hurts me!” She owns It was about dark," said cult to say which was the more ex­ than all that tearing through the air "Then will you explain yourself? Blanche, though she felt ashamed of cited of the two. But the old nurse In a cloud of smoky dust; It would It's not fair to tell me so much, and herself. would waste time In perfectly fatuous also have been much less expensive then to leave out Just the bit that's “ Well, It'e Just possible He left me reminiscences of the very earliest ex­ and far more "the thing." making you miserable!” about six; said he had to see someone. peditions In which Mr. Cazalet had But, there, to see and hear the child me qu ling, nation iation 11 or nc |udgme Road :m — vay co [ of thi ct to ct tal Bro kf the c ge the s »te Hit i questi si by tl to chan |n Was! that ble. Jc ! board i that t to rei froads Lum b kmath ) to exp in y« bnson, t ring co bt retu | he pas! ere is 8 for the |6 per 1 In the f he past ^aphic in nber at 1 I a few H ood R I R iver Fruit i decided hwest F accept ers’ assoc bte in th and pears bion by loc llm er Sie; egrowers' uring the l other on j jig to reac the gro i suffered.”