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176 The Mystery of Allan Grale. heard nothing yet. JI expect that will prove to be a regular mare’s nest. I suppose you would like to beg Allan’s good offices for him with his father, but I don’t know that he could do much. When that old gentleman takes a will of his own, he listens to nobody. Allan will do his best for Charles, I am certain, without your good word, Maria. J have excellent reasons for hogar that he is a thoroughly kind-hearted fellow.” “Do not praise Allan Grale to me,” she returned, with something as near sternness as was possible to her gentle nature. ‘Once you liked to hear his praises,” observed Edgar, looking at her keenly. He wondered what the break between them was. ‘This sister of his was as much a puzzle to Edgar just now as she had been to the General. “That she and Allan have not ceased to care for each other, I am convinced of,” was Edgar’s mental decision. ‘They are as much in love as ever. What can it be? It seems more serious than an ordinary lovers’ quarrel. Surely all will come right yet!” That same evening, before sunset, Maria found an opportunity to steal away to the place on the Dering road, which Webster had _ indi- cated as the scene of her uncle’s accident. She had no difficulty in finding the exact spot. The wayside flowers and grass lay as they had been crushed by the weight of the General’s form. She could see the marks of his horse’s hoofs, and the footprints of the good folk who had come to his succour. But she did not find the missing spade-guinea, though she sought for it long and patiently. CBee PT" BARR Te THE MANUSCRIPT. Ir is impossible to describe Dr. Palmer’s indignation when he reached home and learned all that had happened since he left it. Charles Carr had not been there; he was still detained in the counting-house at the Works ; and between his prolonged absence, and the coming of one or two messengers from old Mr. Grale, Lettice and Agnes Palmer were reduced to a state of bewilderment. Dr. Palmer hurried at once to Mr. Grale’s counting-house and demanded to see the master. He found old Grale stubbornly mysterious, asserting that Charles Carr knew well enough with what he was charged: while young Carr steadily asserted that he did not in the least understand what the matter was at all. Mr. Grale produced the facsimile envelopes and stamps which had been found in Charles’s desk, and laid them down before Dr. Palmer, without a word, but with significant emphasis. At the sight of these, despite his anger, the Doctor laughed. He told Mr. Grale that everybody knew Charles Carr was clever in that way; that he had CONNIE OO KS (EO) m