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234 THE ILLEGAL MARRIAGE. “Wait a little,” said Trippe, “Stannard, [ wish you would stay a half-hour or so—tell them to wait for ou.” 2 Stannard took a chair by the window as they left the room, and Trippe called the old man forward. He was, indeed, terribly broken and subdued. “Hawks!” Trippe began, “you remember what I told you the other day—what do you want to say?” Stannard looked up in surprise as he heard this, remembering what the old man had said in court, and the look did not escape the keen eyes of Trippe. “You are surprised, Stannard, but I will tell you the story presently.” “IT know it already. Hawks told me when he brought me the papers that 1 most desired of all things in the world. You, Trippe, will know what I mean.” “Hawks, that shows a change in you, Is it so?” “Tell me where she is, doctor; for Heaven’s sake tell me, and I’ll do anything you want me.” “Good! we’ll see about that. Stannard, are you— is—is,” Trippe hesitated and glanced at Hawks. “1 know what you would ask. Yes, thanks to him I have learned the truth at last. Read that.” Taking the last two of the series of papers from his pocket, Stannard handed them to Trippe, giving him a brief sketch of old Hawks’ search in France. “Monstrous! horrible!” exclaimed Trippe, as he read Adela’s confession of the mock marriage, and how she was forced into it. “Out of romance I don’t think that I ever heard anything like that. Stan- nard, I hope this was the brute that you shot.” “It was the same. He had taken the money from that poor woman, and when he died his confederate ran off with it, leaving her to starve. Had I known it, she should not have wanted; but the poor girl kept her compact with me when left to herself. Some time you shall read the whole.” “Hawks, once more I ask you what are you going to do about what I told you at——” “Doctor, it weren’t me—’twas young Guerry. I sent him.” _ “It was Guerry !” exclaimed Trippe, “what had he 4 cComicbooks