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By E. PHILLIPS OPPENHEIM,
Author of "The Master Mummer," "A Prince of Sinners," "Mysterious Mr.
Sabln," "Anna the Adventuress," Etc.
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Copyriflht. 1003, 1C00. by LITTLE, DROWN, and COMPANY.
CHAPTER XVII.
TIIKHH was something strange
about Andrew's linuiuer ns lie
iiuvuil up to Duneonibo's side.
Tliu latter, who was In curi
ously high spirits, talked Incessantly
for several minutes. Then he came to
11 dead stop. He was aware that his
friend was not listening.
"What Is the matter with you, old
chap?" he asked abruptly. "You are
positively glum."
Andrew rclhain shook his head.
"Nothing much!" lie said.
'itubblsh! What is It?"
Andrew dropped Ills volco almost to
4i whisper. The words came hoarsely.
Ho seemed scarcely master of himself.
"The girl's volco tortures me," he de
clared. "It doesn't seem possible that
there can be two so much alike. And
then Spencer's telegram. What does It
mean?" ,
"He reasonable, old fellow," Dun
combe answered. "You knew Phyllis
Poynton well. Do you believe that she
"would be content to masquerade under
a false name, Invent a father, be re
ceived here heaven knows how and
meet you, nn old friend, as a stranger?
The thing's absurd, Isn't it?"
"Granted. But what nbout Spencer's
telegram?"
"It is nn enigma, of course. Wo can
only wait for his solution. I have
wired him the Information he asked
for. In the meantime"
"vTdl, In the meantime?"
"There is nothing to bo gained by
training absurd hypotheses. 1 don't
mind telling you, Andrew, that I llntl
Miss Fielding the most delightful girl
I ever mot in my life."
"Tell me exactly, George, how she
compares with the photograph you
liave of Phyllis Poynton."
Buncombe sipped ids wine slowly.
"She is very like It," he said, "and
jet Ihero are differences. She Is cer
irtlnly a little thinner and taller. The
features are similar, but the hair is
quite dllVorently arranged. I should
nay that Miss Fielding is two or three
.years older than Phyllis Poynton, and
she has the air of having traveled and
been about more."
"X few months of events," Andrew
murmured, "might account for nil
"those differences."
Duncombe laughed as ho followed
Jils host's lead and rose.
"Get that maggot out of yojir brain.
Andrew," lie exehiimcdv,"ns quickly as
possible. Will you take my arm?
lind the corner."
They found the drawing room almost
deserted. Lord Ituutnn raised ills eye
glass and looked around.
"I bet (hose women have collared the
billiard table." ho remarked. "Coino
adong, you fellows."
They recrossed the hall and entered
Iho billiard room. Lady Iluntou was
allaying with the lord lieutenant's wife,
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Miss Ficldluy hihJ the Ixiron were xtlll
toijcthcr.
tho Count ess of Appleton. The others
were all sitting about either on tho
lounge or In tho winter garden beyond.-
Miss Fielding was standlug on
the threshold, and Duncombe advanced
eagerly toward her. On the way, how
ever, ho was buttonholed by an ac
quaintance; tho master of the hounds
had something to say to lilin afterward
about one of his covers. When he was
free Miss Fielding had disappeared.
Ho made his way Into tho winter gar
den, only to ilnd her sitting in a se
cluded eornei' with tliq baron. She
looked up at his entrance, but made
no sign. Duncombe reluctantly re-entered
the billiard room and was cap
tured by hla host for a rubber of
bridge.
The rubber was a long one. Dun
combe played badly and lost his mon
ey. Declining to cut In again, ho re
turned to the winter garden. Miss
Fielding and the baron were still to
gether, only now they had pushed their
chairs a little farther back and were
apparently engaged In a very confi
dential conversation. Duncombe turn
ed on his heel and re-entered the bll
Hard room.
It was not until the.pnrty broke up
that ho found a chnuce of speaking to
her. He was sensible at once of a
change In her mnnucr. She would have
passed him with n little nod, but he
barred the way.
"You have treated me shockingly,"
he declared, with a smile which was a
little forced. "You promised to let me
show you tho winter garden."
"Did I?" she answered. "I am so
sorry. I must have forgotten all about
it. Tho baron has been entertaining
me delightfully. Good night."
lie half stood aside.
"I haven't by any chance offended
you, have I?" lie asked in a low tone.
She raised her eyebrows.
"Certainly not," she answered. "Ex
cuse me, won't you? I want to speak
to Lady Runton before she goes up
stairs."
Duncombe stood on one side and let
her pass, w It'll a still bow. As he
raised his eyes ho saw that Mr. Field
ing was standing within a few feet of
him. smoking a cigarette. He might
almost have overheard their conversa
tion. "Good night, Mr. Fielding." he said,
holding out his hand. "Are you stay
ing down hero for long?"
"For two days, I believe," Mr. Field
lug answered. "My daughter makes
our plans."
He ty.clcu very slowly, but without
any accent. Nothing in his appear
ance, except perhaps the fact that he
wore a black evening tie, accorded with
tho popular Ideas of the traveling
American.
"If vou have an hour to spare," Dun
combe said, "it would give me a great
deal of pleasure if you and your daugh
ter would walk dowi and have a look
over my place. Part of the hall Is
Elizabethan, and I have some relics
which might interest Miss Fielding."
Mr. Fielding removed the cigarette
from ills mouth.
"I thank you very much, sir," he
said. "We are Lord Runton's guests,
and our stay Is so short that we could
scarcely make any arrangements to
visit elsewhere. jGlad to have had the
pleasure or meeting you all the same."
Duncombe sought out his host.
"Runton, old chap," lie said, "do me
a favor. Bring that fellow Fielding
and 'ills daughter round to my place
before they go."
Lord Runton laughed heartily.
"Is It a case?" he exclaimed. "And
you, our show bachelor, too! Never
mind my chair, old chap. She's n rip
ping good looking phi, and money
enough to buy the country."
"I don't mind joi.r chaff," Duncombe
answered. "But will yoo bring her?"
Lord Runton looked thoughtful.
"How the dickens can I?" he asked.
"We are all shooting at tho duke's to
morrow, and 1 believe they're off on
Saturday. You're not in earnest by
any chance, are you, George?"
"Damnably!" lie answered.
Lord Runton whistled softly.
"Fielding doesn't shoot," ho remark
ed, "but they're going with us to Beau
manor. Shall I drop him a hint? Ho
might stay a day longer just to make
a few inquiries about you on the spot,
you know."
"Get him to stay a day longer If you
can," Duncombe answered, "but don't
give me away. The old chap's none
too cordial as it is."
"I must talk to lilin," Runton snld.
"Your baronetcy Is a thundering sight
better than any of theso musliroum
peerages. He probably doesn't under
stand that sort of thing. But what
about the girl? Old Do Rothe lias been
I making tin running pretty strong, you
know."
"We all have to take our chance In
that sort of thing," Duncombe said
quietly. "I am not afraid of De
Rothe."
j "I'll do what I can for you," Runton
promised. "Good night."
, Andrew, who had loft nn hour or so
earlier, was sitting in tho library
smoking a pipe when his host returned.
"Not gone to. bed. yet, tlion?' Dun
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