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The Mysteries of Heron Dyke. 163 be broken. ‘‘ If Ella had only been a boy !” he sighed to himself a thousand times: but Ella was that much more pleasing article— except from the heir-at-law point of view—a beautiful young woman, and nothing could make her anything else. On the confines of the park, just as she was about to turn out of it, Ella met Captain Lennox, who was coming to call on the Squire. It was the first time Ella had seen him since her return from London, for the Captain had been again from home. He had aristocratic relatives, it was understood, in various parts of the kingdom, and was often away on visits to them for weeks together. ‘You are looking better than you were that night at Mrs. Carlyon’s,”’ he remarked, as they stood talking. “Am I?” returned Ella, a rosy blush suffusing her face—for the idea somehow struck her that Mr. Conroy’s presence in the neigh- bourhood might be making her look bright. “Very much so, I think. Mrs. Carlyon was not quite satisfied with your looks then. By-the-way,” added the Captain after a pause, ‘‘ has she recovered her jewels, that were lost that night ? ” ‘“No. She is quitein despair. I hada letter from her yesterday. You heard of the loss then, Captain Lennox ?” | ‘| heard of it the following day. Ill news travels fast,” he added lightly, noting Ella’s look of surprise. ‘How did you hear of it? I fancied you left London that day.” ‘No, the next. I heard of it from young Cleeve. He called on Mrs. Carlyon that morning, and came back in time for me and Bootle to see him off. Cleeve told us of the loss on his way to the station. It was a time of losses, Miss Winter. I lost my purse, and poor Bootle his watch—one he valued—the same night.” “Yes, Freddy told us of it later, He thought you were robbed in the street.” “I know he thought so. I did at first. But our losses were nothing compared with Mrs. Carlyon’s jewels,” continued Captain Lennox rapidly, as though he would cover his last words. ‘‘ And the jewel case was found the next day; and the thief must have walked off with the trinkets in his pocket !” ‘Just so. And they were worth quite three hundred pounds.” Captain Lennox opened his eyes. ‘‘ Three hundred pounds! So much as that! I wonder how they were taken? By some light- handed fellow, I suppose, who contrived to find his way upstairs amid the general bustle of the house.” “No, we think not. The servants say it was not well possible for anyone to do that unnoticed; Aunt Gertrude thinks the same. And the servants are all trustworthy. It is acurious matter altogether.” Captain Lennox looked at her. ‘Surely you cannot suspect any of the guests ?” | ‘It would be uncharitable to do that,” was Ella’s light answer. COMIC OOO Go im