“Before the clerk had time to make any further investigations, his master returned, sorted the papers on the table, and carefully locked up the will in the strong box devoted to the custody of Mr. Noel Vanstone’s documents.  It has been ascertained that, at the close of September, Mr. Loscombe was absent from the office.  If he was then employed in superintending the execution of his client’s will—­which is quite possible—­it follows clearly that he was in the secret of Mr. Vanstone’s address after the removal of the 4th of September; and if you can do nothing on your side, it may be desirable to have the lawyer watched on ours.  In any case, it is certainly ascertained that Mr. Noel Vanstone has made his will since his marriage.  I leave you to draw your own conclusions from that fact, and remain, in the hope of hearing from you shortly,

“Your faithful servant,

“ALFRED DE BLERIOT.”

X.

From Miss Garth to Mr. Pendril.

“Portland Place, October 28th.

“MY DEAR SIR—­Mrs. Lecount has just left us.  If it was not too late to wish, I should wish, from the bottom of my heart, that Norah had taken your advice, and had refused to see her.

“I write in such distress of mind that I cannot hope to give you a clear and complete account of the interview.  I can only tell you briefly what Mrs. Lecount has done, and what our situation now is.  The rest must be left until I am more composed, and until I can speak to you personally.

“You will remember my informing you of the letter which Mrs. Lecount addressed to Norah from Aldborough, and which I answered for her in her absence.  When Mrs. Lecount made her appearance to-day, her first words announced to us that she had come to renew the subject.  As well as I can remember it, this is what she said, addressing herself to Norah: 

“’I wrote to you on the subject of your sister, Miss Vanstone, some little time since, and Miss Garth was so good as to answer the letter.  What I feared at that time has come true.  Your sister has defied all my efforts to check her; she has disappeared in company with my master, Mr. Noel Vanstone; and she is now in a position of danger which may lead to her disgrace and ruin at a moment’s notice.  It is my interest to recover my master, it is your interest to save your sister.  Tell me—­for time is precious—­have you any news of her?’

“Norah answered, as well as her terror and distress would allow her, ’I have had a letter, but there was no address on it.’

“Mrs. Lecount asked, ‘Was there no postmark on the envelope?’

“Norah said, ‘Yes; Allonby.’

“‘Allonby is better than nothing,’ said Mrs. Lecount.  ’Allonby may help you to trace her.  Where is Allonby?’

“Norah told her.  It all passed in a minute.  I had been too much confused and startled to interfere before, but I composed myself sufficiently to interfere now.