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104 THE TWIN DETECTIVES. She went straight to her room, and taking out her writing-desk, wrote this note to Mrs. Hall: ‘*DearR Mapam: Your prophécy has been fulfilled. He has just told me his side of the story, and proposed marriage. I agreed to go to England with the papers, but refused to marry him. I am afraid my father will side with him, but they cannot force me to do anything except what I wish myself. But I must tell you, dear madam, beware of Hall—he has some dark scheme in his head. He told me that you were insane! I am sadly afraid he is plotting something with my father. Be on your guard when I am gone.. Iwill protect you till then, and if you say so, will refuse to go. | ‘Yours, faithfully, JEAN McLean.” She read the note over thoughtfully, then added this postscript: ‘* Do not come to see me, for they will suspect that we are friends. . Write me, and address your letters to J. M. L., care of S. Y. Brody, Esq., No. — Washington square. I will make arrangements to get them without being observed. ‘* Yours, | Wek coy eat Jean placed her letter in an envelope, and addressed it to Mrs. Hall at her hotel. She slipped on an ulster coat, and hat, put a thick vail over her face, and. ran down stairs. She managed to gain the street unobserved, and slipped her letter into the nearest box. Returning to the house, she met Bob Brierly in his dis- guise of a red-haired drummer. ‘“Mr. Brody,” said Jean, looking at him appealingly, “will you do me a great favor?” | ‘< Certainly,” said Bob, readily. ‘“‘T correspond with a friend, and my father is so strict that I do not dare to let him know anything about it. I have written to the party and requested him to address his letters to J. M. L., in your care. When you receive the letters, will you bring them up to my room and give them _to me only when I am all alone?” (E(0) ih Eomircbooks