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No. 79. THIRD SERIES. SATURDAY, JULY 5, 1890.

A RED SISTER.

BY C. L. PIRKIS.

Author of "A Dateless Bargain," "At the Moment of Victory," etc., etc.

CHAPTER XXVIII.

It seemed as if all heaven and all earth had conspired together to retard Herrick's departure for America; as if every one and everything about him said with one voice: "See now, isn't one wild-goose chase enough? Why attempt another?"

He had no sooner got into the house, pulled off his boots in his den, and sent a message to his mother that he would not sit down to dinner that night, than there was put into his hand a telegram from Mr. McGowan, reiterating the question he had before asked: "When can I see you on important business?"

Herrick's reply to this: "On my return from America". -as vague and somewhat more startling than the one he had before despatched-had the effect of bringing Mr. McGowan to the Castle before breakfast was ended on the following morning.

He entered the room with a flushed face and an air of subdued excitement, which made itself felt.

"Get him out of the room as quickly as possible, Herrick," whispered Honor, "his complexion and my hair combined would send some one crying out for the fireengines."

Herrick complied with her request, though from a different motive.

"Champneys is waiting for me. I can only give you half an hour," he said, rising from the table and leading the way to the library.

But less than half that time was enough

VOL. IV. THIRD SERIES.

PRICE TWOPENCE.

and to spare to convey the startling news that a will made by John Gaskell, nearly thirty years ago, had been discovered in one of the strong boxes which contained the Gaskell family documents.

"The man who drew it up is dead," said Mr. McGowan; "my father, who knew about it, is dead; the clerk, to whose charge it most probably was committed, has long since retired from the business. No doubt"-here the lawyer threw an anxious glance at Herrick-"if Mr. Gaskell ever gave it a thought he intended, when necessity arose, to render it null and void by making another will."

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Why so?" asked Herrick, a slight annoyance showing in his tone. "Any will made by my father, depend upon it, had careful thought given to it, and was not likely to be revoked afterwards."

For all response to Herrick's "Why so?" the lawyer drew the will from its envelope and read aloud to him the document which gave the whole of the vast Gaskell wealth to Lady Joan for her life, and to Herrick a certain fixed yearly income, which, side by side with this vast wealth, seemed microscopic.

Herrick listened to the last word, saying nothing. Not a muscle of his face moved. He grew a little white, that was all.

The lawyer looked up, waiting for him to speak.

"Of course," he resumed, as Herrick still sat silent, "if old Mr. Gaskell had outlived your father this will would have been worthless. My partner and I conjecture that it was made to meet certain contingencies which might-but were not likely to-arise, and that, possibly, afterwards, it was treated as so much waste paper. A Court of Equity might "Stop," said Herrick, speaking now for

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the first time; "let it be clearly understood that, so far as I am concerned, no litigation will arise on this matter." His voice was perfectly steady; his manner showed little or no disquietude.

"From my knowledge of your father's character, I feel confident that, as time went on, he must have intended adding a codicil, at the very least, to this will. It is monstrous to think of all this wealththese responsibilities I mean-being left upon woman's shoulders," said Mr. McGowan, who had more than once been snubbed by Lady Joan, and with whom, consequently, she was no favourite.

"I see nothing monstrous in it," said Herrick, curtly, not choosing to have either father or mother discussed by the lawyer; "so far as I see, this will leaves me in very much the same position as I was in before my father died. I suppose all active responsibility in the management of the estate will devolve upon me; only, instead of having to account to my father or grandfather, as heretofore, for my management of affairs, I shall have to be accountable to the trustees. Who did you say they were ?"

"One of them is dead. The other is a Mr. John Rothsay, an old friend of your father's, a man now over seventy years of age. He will have to appoint a new trustee."

Herrick looked at his watch, and rose from his chair.

"I can't give you another minute," he said. "I have to give Champneys a long morning. I have so much to arrange with him during my absence."

"Sir!" interrupted the lawyer, anxiously, "must that journey to America take place ?"

"Must!" said Herrick with a grave decision; "ten thousand times over it must." "It's a thousand pities! All sorts of legal formalities must be gone through, and the appointment of a new trustee is an important matter"

"Impossible ! I go first to Tacoma, thence I may return, or may go on-well, Heaven only knows where."

And this unsatisfactory statement the lawyer was compelled to take as an answer, and departed to seek an interview with Lady Joan.

Herrick's long morning with the manager of the Wrexford mines proved to be a very long morning, indeed, for it covered the luncheon hour-represented to the two by sandwiches and sherry in the libraryand extended right on to the hour of afternoon tea.

It had been a "glorious, golden autumn day"-a day one gets sometimes after a spell of bad weather; and Herrick, looking out from the library window, saw that his mother and Lady Honor had had tea brought to them under the shadow of the young pine plantation which faced that side of the house. He had not, as yet, spoken to Lady Joan of his intended journey across the Atlantic, and it seemed to him that here, with his cousin present, was an opportunity for so doing. Before a third person, there would be less likelihood of angry speech on her part, angry retaliation on his.

Lady Honor appeared to have spent her afternoon in sketching: her easel and painting materials stood beside her. As he approached, she suddenly put down her cup and saucer and took her sketch-book on her knee.

The action irritated him more than he cared to avow.

"What ridiculous posture is she putting me in now, I wonder," he thought. And as he drew nearer, in spite of himself, his eyes wandered beyond the miniature teatable to her sketch-book.

Argus, couchant, sat about a yard or so distant, and Argus, couchant, covered half the page of the young lady's sketch-book, complete in outline, but with face lacking.

The girl seemed to feel Herrick's gaze. "I have just discovered an extraordinary likeness between Argus and a friend of mine. I shall add the face later on,” she said.

"It's no use, McGowan. The matter on which I am bent outweighs this and everything else in importance. Nay, it is of so much moment that this "-here he swept the will on one side with his hand-yet" "counts, with me, as nothing beside it. It will be better for you to see my mother at once and acquaint her with the state of affairs. When I return I may be able to give you all my attention."

"When you return! Can you name a date, sir?"

"I have had no time to speak to you said Herrick, addressing Lady Joan a little formally, and in a tone that showed he was resolute to bring an ugly subject into full view-" of the result of my journey to London. I am sorry to say it has been altogether fruitless."

"Indeed," nothing more, was her reply.

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