Penny Dreadfuls, 1899 · page 329 of 359
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Darcy Finds His Wife. 325 the police force, alert and businesslike in manner, and perfectly respectful. “No offense, sir,” said one, proffering his professional card, “but from information received we have reason to believe there’s a lady staying in this house who is wanted by the police on rather a serious charge.” “You have made a very grave mistake,’ Aylmer said, calmly. “I am Aylmer Read, chief sub-editor of the Daily Post, and there are no ladies in this house but three friends and relatives of my own.” “Beg pardon, sir, but in the exercise of our duty we should like to see and question those three ladies.”’ “Tt is impossible,” Aylmer was beginning, but before the words were well out of his mouth he was joined by Dorothy from the dining-room, the door of which she carefully closed behind her. She had come in the fear lest sheltering her should in any way injure Aylmer’s position. She felt certain that Darcy had tracked her to earth, and that further concealment would be worse than useless, since it — only cast serious suspicion on Aylmer. At sight of this fourth person the man who had nied spoken whistled very softly to himself. “Tf I’m not very much mistaken, this is the person we are after,” he said. ‘Will you oblige me with your name, madam ?”’ “Mr. Read knows me as Mrs. Ransome, but my real name is Knight.” “Then I must ask you to come with us. A cab is waiting outside.” And thus, with the slightest difficulty or attempt at a struggle, was the capture of the missing woman effect- ed, and Darcy Derrick’s supreme cleverness vindicated. With more than a woman’s pettiness and vanity, he pos- sessed all a woman’s quick, unreasoning intuition. He CoOmicoookks COL