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  theytalkonlyofthingsthatinterestallchildren——pets,toys,andtheirgames。ThisisonlyANYchild’slettertoANYfather。I

  couldn’treallysayitWASBobby’s。Astothephotograph,theyhaveanoddwayinSouthAmericaofsellingphotographsofanybody,principallyofprettywomen,bythepacket,toanyonewhowantsthem。Sothatitdoesnotfollowthattheownerofthisphotographhadanypersonalinterestinit。Now,astoyourmysteriouspatronhimself,canyoudescribehim?“ShelookedatRandolphwithacertainfelineintensity。

  Hebecameembarrassed。“YouknowIonlysawhimonce,underastreetlamp“——hebegan。

  “AndIhaveonlyseenCaptainDornton——ifitwerehe——twiceinthreeyears,“shesaid。“Butgoon。“

  AgainRandolphwasunpleasantlyimpressedwithhercold,drylypracticalmanner。Hehadneverseenhisbenefactorbutonce,buthecouldnotspeakofhiminthatway。

  “Ithink,“hewentonhesitatingly,“thathehaddark,pleasanteyes,athickbeard,andthelookofasailor。“

  “Andtherewerenootherpapersintheportmanteau?“shesaid,withthesameintenselook。

  “None。“

  “Thesearemerecoincidences,“saidMissAvondale,afterapause,“and,afterall,theyarenotasstrangeasthealternative。ForwewouldhavetobelievethatCaptainDorntonarrivedhere——whereheknewhissonandIwereliving——withoutawordofwarning,cameashoreforthepurposeofgoingtoahotelandthebankalso,andthenunaccountablychangedhismindanddisappeared。“

  Thethoughtoftherottenwharf,hisownescape,andthedeadbodywereallinRandolph’smind;buthisreasoningwasalreadystaggeredbythegirl’sconclusions,andhefeltthatitmightonlypain,withoutconvincingher。Andwasheconvincedhimself?Shesmiledathisblankfaceandrose。“Thankyouallthesame。AndnowImustgo。“

  Randolphrosealso。“Wouldyouliketotakethephotographandlettertoshowyourcousin?“

  “Yes。ButIshouldnotplacemuchrelianceonhismemory。“

  Nevertheless,shetookupthephotographandletter,andRandolph,puttingtheportmanteaubackinthecloset,lockedit,andstoodreadytoaccompanyher。

  Ontheirwaytoherhousetheytalkedofotherthings。RandolphlearnedsomethingofherlifeinCallao:thatshewasanorphanlikehimself,andhadbeenbroughtfromtheEasternStateswhenachildtolivewitharichuncleinCallaowhowaschildless;thatheraunthaddiedandherunclehadmarriedagain;thatthesecondwifehadbeenatvariancewithhisfamily,andthatitwasconsequentlysomerelieftoMissAvondaletobeindependentastheguardianofBobby,whosemotherwasasisterofthefirstwife;

  thatherunclehadobjectedasstronglyasabrother-in-lawcouldtohiswife’ssister’smarriagewithCaptainDorntononaccountofhisrovinglifeandunsettledhabits,andthatconsequentlytherewouldbelittlesympathyforherorforBobbyinhismysteriousdisappearance。Thewindblewandtherainfellupontheseconfidences,yetRandolph,walkingagainunderthatumbrellaoffelicity,partedwithheratherowndoorstepalltoosoon,althoughconsoledwiththepermissiontocomeandseeherwhenthechildreturned。

  Hewentbacktohisroomaveryhopeful,foolish,buthappyyouth。

  Asheenteredheseemedtofeelthecharmofherpresenceagaininthehumbleapartmentshehadsanctified。Thefurnitureshehadmovedwithherownlittlehands,thebedonwhichshehadsatforahalfmoment,wasglorifiedtohisyouthfulfancy。Andeventhatmagicportmanteauwhichhadbroughthimallthishappiness,that,too,——buthegaveasuddenstart。Theclosetdoor,whichhehadshutashewentout,wasunlockedandopen,theportmanteau——his“trust“——gone!

  RandolphTrent’sconsternationatthelossoftheportmanteauwaspartlysuperstitious。For,althoughitwaseasytomakeupthesmallsumtaken,andthepapersweresafeinMissAvondale’spossession,yetthisdisplacementoftheonlylinkbetweenhimandhismissingbenefactor,andthemysteryofitsdisappearance,raisedallhisolddoubtsandsuspicions。Avagueuneasiness,astillmorevaguesenseofsomeremissnessonhisownpart,possessedhim。

  ThattheportmanteauwastakenfromhisroomduringhisabsencewithMissAvondalethatafternoonwasevident。Thedoorhadbeenopenedbyaskeletonkey,andasthebuildingwasdesertedonSunday,therehadbeennochanceofinterferencewiththethief。

  Ifmerebootyhadbeenhisobject,thepursewouldhavesatisfiedhimwithouthisburdeninghimselfwithaportmanteauwhichmightbeidentified。Nothingelseintheroomhadbeendisturbed。Thethiefmusthavehadsomecognizanceofitslocation,andhavekeptsomeespionageoverRandolph’smovements——acircumstancewhichaddedtothemysteryandhisdisquiet。Heplacedadescriptionofhislosswiththepoliceauthorities,buttheironlyideaofrecoveringitwasbyleavingthatdescriptionwithpawnbrokersandsecond-handdealers,aproceedingthatRandolphinstinctivelyfeltwasinvain。

  AsingularbutinstinctivereluctancetoinformMissAvondaleofhislosskepthimfromcallinguponherforthefirstfewdays。

  Whenhedid,sheseemedconcernedatthenews,althoughfarfromparticipatinginhissuperstitionorhissuspicions。

  “Youstillhavetheletterandphotograph——whatevertheymaybeworth——foridentification,“shesaiddryly,“althoughBobbycannotrememberabouttheletter。Hethinkshewentoncewithhisfathertoaphotographerandhadapicturetaken,buthecannotrememberseeingitafterward。“Shewasholdingtheminherhand,andRandolphalmostmechanicallytookthemfromherandputtheminhispocket。Hewouldnot,perhaps,havenoticedhisownbrusquenesshadshenotlookedalittlesurprised,and,hethought,annoyed。

  “Areyouquitesureyouwon’tlosethem?“shesaidgently。

  “PerhapsIhadbetterkeepthemforyou。“

  “Ishallsealthemupandputtheminthebanksafe,“hesaidquickly。Hecouldnottellwhetherhissuddenresolutionwasaninstinctortheobstinacythatoftencomestoanawkwardman。

  “But,“headded,coloring,“Ishallalwaysregretthelossoftheportmanteau,foritwasthemeansofbringingustogether。“

  “Ithoughtitwastheumbrella,“saidMissAvondaledryly。

  Shehadoncebeforehaltedhimontheperilousedgeofsentimentbyasimilarcynicism,butthistimeitcuthimdeeply。Forhecouldnotbeblindtothefactthatshetreatedhimlikeamereboy,andindispellingtheillusionsofhisinstinctsandbeliefsseemedasifintentupondispellinghisillusionsofHER;andinherhalf-

  smilingabstractionhereadonlythewell-bredtolerationofonewhoisbeginningtobebored。Hemadehisexcusesearlyandwenthome。Nevertheless,althoughregrettinghehadnotlefthertheletterandphotograph,hedepositedtheminthebanksafethenextday,andtriedtofeelthathehadvindicatedhischaracterforgrown-upwisdom。

  Then,inhisconflictingemotions,hepunishedhimself,afterthefashionofyouth,byavoidingthebelovedone’spresenceforseveraldays。Hedidthisinthebeliefthatitwouldenablehimtomakeuphismindwhethertorevealhisrealfeelingstoher,andperhapstherewasthemorealluringhopethathisabsencemightprovokesomemanifestationsofsentimentonherpart。Butshemadenosign。Andthencameareactioninhisfeelings,withaheightenedsenseofloyaltytohisbenefactor。For,freedofanyillusionoryouthfulfancynow,apurelyunselfishgratitudetotheunknownmanfilledhisheart。Inthelapseofhissentimentheclungthemorecloselytothisonehonestromanceofhislife。

  Oneafternoon,atthecloseofbusiness,hewasalittleastonishedtoreceiveamessagefromMr。Dingwall,thedeputymanager,thathewishedtoseehiminhisprivateoffice。HewasstillmoreastonishedwhenMr。Dingwall,afterofferinghimachair,stoodupwithhishandsunderhiscoattailsbeforethefireplace,and,withahesitancyhalfreserved,halfcourteous,butwhollyEnglish,said,——

  “I——er——wouldbeglad,Mr。Trent,ifyouwould——er——givemethepleasureofyourcompanyatdinnerto-morrow。“

  Randolph,stillamazed,stammeredhisacceptance。

  “Therewillbe——er——ayoungladyinwhomyouwere——er——interestedsometimeago。Er——MissAvondale。“

  Randolph,feelinghewascoloring,anduncertainwhetherheshouldspeakofhavingmethersince,contentedhimselfwithexpressinghisdelight。

  “Infact,“continuedMr。Dingwall,clearinghisthroatasifhewerealsoclearinghisconscienceofatremendoussecret,“she——er——

  mentionedyourname。ThereisSirWilliamDorntoncomingalso。

  SirWilliamhasrecentlysucceededhiselderbrother,who——er——itseems,wasthegentlemanyouwereinquiringaboutwhenyoufirstcamehere,andwho,itisnowascertained,wasdrownedinthebayafewmonthsago。Infact——er——itisprobablethatyouwerethelastonewhosawhimalive。IthoughtIwouldtellyou,“continuedMr。

  Dingwall,settlinghischinmorecomfortablyinhischeckedcravat,“incaseSirWilliamshouldspeakofhimtoyou。“

  Randolphwasstaggered。Theabruptrevelationofhisbenefactor’snameandfate,casuallycoupledwithaninvitationtodinner,shockedandconfoundedhim。PerhapsMr。Dingwallnoticeditandmisunderstoodthecause,forheaddedinparentheticalexplanation:

  “Yes,themanwhoseportmanteauyoutookchargeofisdead;butyoudidyourduty,Mr。Trent,inthematter,althoughtherecoveryoftheportmanteauwasunessentialtothecase。“

  “Dead,“repeatedRandolph,scarcelyheedinghim。“Butisittrue?

  Aretheysure?“

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