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The Mystertes of Heron Dyke. 247 curious errand,” began Mr. Plackett in his cheerful, chirruping way. ‘But before going any farther, it may be as well to say that I am come without the knowledge of my esteemed client, Mr. Denison, of Nunham Priors. In fact I am adopting a most unusual course with a lawyer; I am venturing to intrude upon you entirely on my own account,” Miss Winter bowed. ‘‘I shall be pleased to hear anything that you may have to communicate,” she said frankly. Mr. Plackett paused. ‘‘I am somewhat non-plussed in what way to begin,” he confessed, with a smile. ‘A difficulty, I should imagine, that does not often arise with gentlemen of your profession,” observed Ella, courteously. The little lawyer laughed. ‘‘I believe you are not far wrong there, Miss Winter. Perhaps my best plan will be to plunge at once in medias res. I may say, then, that some disquieting rumours have reached our ears—and when I say ‘ours,’ in this instance I mean my own—having reference to certain events which took place in this house during your absence abroad. The events I allude to, are the illness and death of the late Mr. Denison. What we have heard would almost lead us to imagine that deception of. some kind, if not fraud itself, was at work in the case: and—and———” He paused. Ella waited. ‘‘ Frankly speaking, Miss Winter, I have heard a report that these rumours have reached yourself; and I am here to ask you—but pray do not answer the question unless you feel fully at liberty to do so— whether that is a fact ?” | ‘Yes, it 1s,” she freely answered. ‘I have heard the rumours,” “Ah! Just so. Thank you very much for your frankness. I presume, however, that you attach very little importance to them ?” “On the contrary, I attach very considerable importance to them. I do not say they are true; far from it; on the other hand, I do not know but they may be. ‘The doubt renders me very uneasy.” ‘Really now! I’m sure there are not many young ladies like you, for truth and candour. But—pardon my presumption—may I ask whether you have been able to trace the rumours to any foundation ? Perhaps you have not tried to do so ?” ““T have tried,” replied Ella. ‘I have used every effort to track them back to their original origin; though it is not, of course, much effort that lies in my power to make.” ‘‘ And the result, madam—if I may dare to ask it ?” “There is no result. None. I cannot discover whether they are worthy of belief, or whether they are fabrications. That certain unneces- sary precautions were observed during my late uncle’s illness—green baize doors put up to shield him from the household; friends never admitted to him; a mysterious kind of professional nursé had down from London to attend him—is true. But those about him, Dr. Jago and old Aaron Stone, explain all this away with perfect plausibility.” CORINELO© <S (CO) an