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98 The Mystery of Allan Grale. And one has some matters—you understand—that one does not want overhauled, either by the police or by one’s own father. Things that it would be profanity for their eyes to see—you know, Edgar ? Why, there are some letters of your sister Maria’s—we did not return each other’s letters—why should we ?—there was little enough love in those / got at any rate! But I can’t destroy them. So if you r Allan stopped short, and held out his hand to Edgar, who wrung it heartily. “You are a good fellow,” said young Vivian. ‘‘ The box will be quite safe with me. When shall I expect it? How shall I get it?” ‘As soon as possible,’ Allan answered. “I'll find some oppor- tunity for sending it up through the day, or this evening at latest. It is quite a light box. But I don’t care that it should be seen by any- one save our two selves. And you won't speak about it to your folks, will you, or to amyone ?” ‘You may rely upon me,” promised Edgar. ‘“ And I’m so sorry you have got a bother directly you come home from your holiday. There seems nothing but trouble everywhere, nowadays.” “TI believe you, Edgar.” ‘Are your father’s suspicions directed to any particular quarter?” ‘To a very ridiculous one, if he had the sense to see it ; but when he is in this angry mood he can see nothing but his own will. His suspicions at present point to Charles Carr.” ‘What! to Charles Carr!” exclaimed Edgar. ‘Oh, that’s non- sense, Grale! Id answer for him as I would for ourselves. Don’t let your father waste time in that quarter.” ‘He believes he has evidence,” returned Allan, standing still opposite Edgar, and looking dreamily across the moor. ‘I don’t know what it may be; but I don’t doubt Carr’s innocence. I scarcely think my father, prejudiced though he may be, will act without clear proofs, so Charlie need not be afraid.” “ Well, good-bye now,” said Edgar. ‘‘ Perhaps you’ll come up to see me yourself this evening, and by that time you may be able to bring me news that you have discovered the right man.” ) CHAPTER’ VII. WATCHING THE AVENUE. EpGAR VIVIAN hastened back to the Court with a much lighter heart than he had carried from it. He was not cheered only by the thought of his own relief. He felt that he had gained some brief admittance to the inner life of one who had hitherto shown him only an outside, - seemingly hard and cynical. Edgar had not known much of the love affair between Allan and his sister Maria. It had never been openly declared, but it had been openly frowned down by Mrs. Vivian: in spite of the great wealth EOMIGIOOKS (E() m