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> ~~. poet . . - 4 188 _ ed . you Fepay me, it - void,”’ said. John Barty, meek! “Tt is well. ss are _ honest money-lender in your way.” The man bowed and placed the doeument for the other’s signa- ture. He took up a pen and sign- The miser then hand- ed him the money. ** And about a passage to Ameri- ca?’ asked the baronet, secreting the money about his person. “A worthy Captain Donglas sails at da pees e would have you = to-night. Is all ready? thing is ready. d ** Does her ladyship know of my’ tion in the house ?’ “That is a pleasure I haye re- served for her until the last mo- ment, Mr. Barty. She will want of Rarty consolation for my absence.” ed, and would have spoken, oken, but Lad Sane Carstone at that - reall Fy ny dear, yonare ally 89: ens rubbing her dry eyes very with a pocket-handkerchief. Really, my dear, I am sorry to fay, the business on which I go is pp a that I must tear my- rhe - se business tient. wight to have been, dering the time you k, Your worthy father’s ihe nis the lady, do row allude to?” ES shop to besure, my RS ag Iathon” esid she to John «was a. banker.” wr nd breeches-maker—had lo -him—bought a pair once a week when I was courting you, Walter — “ae THE SILENT HUNTER. house; he’ll find you in money while I am gone.” And the baronet, after an affec- tionate embrace, went out... * “* Sir Charles,” cried the money- lender, “ l never promised to ad- vance my lady a penny.” And he ren after the harenet, without veplplngsheia series of an- gry questions which Lady Carstone addressed to him. In his hurry he left the deed of sale on the table. Curiosity is the charaeter- istic of women like the baronet’s wife. She took up the and read it, then smiled, folded it: up, and put it in her pocket, Atthat instant the money-lender came runnivg back, to discover that the document had disappeared. ** My lady! ay !my indy he gasped, aenakedone room. piece o paper-—adeed—a business document.” ‘Tt is quite safe,” said the baro- net’s lady in duicet tones, ** quite safe, and Mr. Barty shall have it back if he behaves himself. I can not think, however, of letting Sir Charies part with his furniture for so small a sum; I am too mach a woman of business.” Barty darted a look of rage and despair at the lady, and ran _— baronet, who was getting impa- That night the baronet, under an assumed name, accompanied by Jolin Barty, went —— to the water's —- below the os go at Greenwich. It was a cold and night, and the ship could dimly seen across the stream. Next, minute the boat pulled rigut up to the strand, the —— 8 lu brought do wide geete Was puton ie "hoahoakeiienas with Jobu for ‘Now ork. At daylight the ve the vessel sailed. “To be continued i in Dime Koval | . 148, to issue a an the additiowtoa complete Novel. commilclo@olkSs com