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THE ARGUB, SATURDAY DECEMBER 8. 1C34. 5FERG1 CI1APTEU nL La re in the afternoon I tramped into ?iirslimiiistcr. It wan by no moans my t'rt visit to that sleepy provincial town. I'mler tho shadow of the cathedral tower dwelt relatives with whom I had afore time spent sehool and college holidays, Their hnu!o was tho goal of my pilgrim up, ami a week' rest was to recoup mo for tho toils of tho walking tour. The tragic occurrence at tho Fen inn uttered all my plana. With an assassin to lie trarkrd there was no time for com f . .TtaMe idleness. Francis Briarfield had 'svti my friend, and I owed it to his .in inory to avenge his death. It was no ..e.y tack I hud set myw.lt I recognized ti:it from the first In place, therefore, of seeking the cen-r.-r of the town and my maiden aunt's I turned off at the outskirts and mado fur IWlIin Hull. According to the story .f KranrU hU brother was staying w ith the Bellins, and it was necessary tli.it I clmuM nee him at onco about tho matter. My acquaintance with Mrs. Bel lm and her tlanghter was confined to iiisnal conversation at crowded "at h' imes" during tho season. I had hardly tin right to throxt myelf on them un invited, but my businesH brooked no ilelay. Tlio soouer Felix knew tho truth the better it would be for him. If he wore pnilty, I could punish him for his c rime by denouncing him at once to the mithnritiex; if innocent, ho need lose no time in hnnting down those who had ol:n hi brother. Besides I wished to pnt Olivia on her guard against the man mnsqnerading as Francis Briar lii'M That I intended to do in any case, whether he was innocent or guilty. Itcllin Hall was a grotesque specimen ef architecture, built by Jeremiah Bel lin, who had made his money out of Ma -king. It was uncommonly like a facfury. bnt perhaps the deceased Jere miah liked something to remind him of the origin of his fortune and keep him trnm thinking his ancestors came over with William the Conqueror. He mar Tied tho danghter of a baronet and then fak his departure to tho next world, leaving his widow well provided for and hi danghter on heiress in her own rijjht. Mrs. Bnllin was a pretty woman, with no brains mid a giggling laugh. iiiT danghter had tho beauty of her mother and the brains of her father, so he was altogether a charming girL Hnw she could tolerate her silly dolly of a mother I could never understand. Perhaps 23 years of constant forbearance had inured her to tho trial. f hi arriving at the front door I learned that Mr. Briarfield was within and sent up my card, requesting a private inter view. For the present I did not wish to fe Olivia, as it was my intention to warn Felix that I was cognizant of his trickery. My theory was proved correct by the following dialogue: Myself Is Mr. Briarfield within? Footman Yes, sir. Mr. Francis Briarfield has just returned from town. After which question and answer I was shown into a room. 01scrve that I had said "Mr. Briarfield," and the foot man answered "Mr. Francis Briarfield. " Now, as I well knew that the mnn faring that lianio was lying dead at the Fen inn, it was conclusive proof that Felix, to gain the hand of Olivia, was masquerading as his brother. I had just argued this out to my complete satisfac tem when Felix made his appearance. The resembluucc between the brothers was extraordinary. I had some difficul ty in persuading myself that tho man lx fore nie was not he whom I had seen h-ad that morning, the same palo face, dark hair and jaunty mustache, the same gi-stures, the same gravity of de meanor and actually the same tones in the voice. There was not tho slightest difference between Felix and Francis. Th- one duplicated the other. I no longer wondered that Olivia was deceived. Ifc'spite my acquaintance with tho brothers, 1 should have lcn tricked myself. As it was, I stared njien month- d nt the young man. "This is a pleasant surprise, Den ham," he said, looking anxiously at inc. "I did not know you were in this lart of tho world. " Hit was 1 until yesterday. I am on a w ilking tour and last night slept at tie Ken inn." "The Fes inn, " he repented, with a Mi'lif start. "What took you to that out of the way place?" "I came by the marshes, and as I was belated had to take tho shelter that liiTered." "Hut, iimn alive," Faid Felix, rais ing hiit eyi brows, "the inn is empty!" This time it was my turn to be as toiii.,hed. If Felix thought the inn was empty, why did he appoint it nr. a meet ing place for his brother? Ho either l.iiew too much or too little, so it be hooved mn to conduct tho conversation with the utmost dexterity. "It was not empty last night at all events," I retorted, keeping my eyes hcd on his faro. "Indeed! Aro gypsies encamped there?'' he said coolly. I "Well, not exactly," 1 1 answered. einnlnting his calm. "It wir in chargo of a man called Streut and his daugh ter." "This is news to me. I was always mider the impression that the Fen inn was qui to deserted. ' ' J "Von have not been near it lately?" "No. Nobody goes near if. They say it is haunted." Pshaw." I answered angrily, "an z&z&spa- tel. mm the author out wife s taiei Anrt yet, -1 aoaco arter moment's thought, "it may well be haunted after what took place there last night. " "This begins to grow interesting," said Felix. "Had yon an adventure?" "Yes. I mot with your brother. " "Impossible I My brother Felix is in Paris." "I am talking of Francis. " "Francis," ho repeated, with a dis agreeable smile, "Francis? Well, Den ham, I am Francis. " "I think you are making a mistake, Briarfield," said I coldly. "Your broth er Francis slept at tho Fen inn last night." "I slept in this house." "I quite believe that But yon are Felix!" "Oh." said Briarfield, bursting into a harsh laugh, "I see you are making the inevitable mistake of mixing me up With my brother. It is pardonable un der tho circumstances; otherwise I might resent your plain speaking. " Tho assurance of tho man was so com plete that I wondered if he knew that his secret was safe by the death of his brother. Such knowledge would account for his complacency. Yet it was quite impossible that he could know of the death, as ho certainly had not been to the inn. I knew that from my own knowledge. "If yon are Francis," said I slowly, "yon are engagod to Miss Bellin. " "I am," ho answered haughtily, "bnt by what right yon" "Ono moment, Mr. Briarfield. Miss Bellin gave her lover Francis a pearl ring. I do not see it on your finger. " He glanced down at his hand and grew confused. "I lost it, " he muttered "I lost it some time ago. " "That is not true!" "Do yon dare to" "I dare anything in connection with what I know to be a fraud. You are passing yourself off as your brother Francis." "By what right do yon make this mad assertion?" "From what Francis told me last night." "But I tell you I am Francis," he said savagely. "Don't I know my own name?" "If you are the man you assert your self to lie, where is tho pearl ring?" "I lost it." "You did not You never had it I saw it on the finger of Francis no later than last night" "I think yon are mad, Dcnham!" said Felix, white with passion, "or else yon must be talking of Felix, who is in Paris. " "That untruth will not serve," I said coldly. "Felix is before me, and Fran cis is lying dead at the Fen inn. " "What! Francis dead?" he cried un guardedly. "Ah, you admit it is Francis?1' "No, I don't," he retorted quickly. "I only re-echoed your words. What do you mean by saying such a thing?" For answer I rose from my seat and made for the door. The farce wearied me. "Where are you going, Denham?" he asked, following me up. "For the police," I answered, facing hiin. "Yes, I am determined to find out the mystery of Francis Briarfield's death. You, his brother, decline to help nie, so I shall place tho matter in the hands of tho authorities. "Upon my soul, Denham," said Fe lix, detaining me, "you are either mad or drunk. I declare most solemnly that I am Francis Briarfield. From this story of yours I should think it was my broth er Felix who is dead, did I not know he is in Paris?" "A fine story, bnt it does not imposo on me," I answered scoffingly. "Listen to me, Briariield. Your brother Francis went out to South America some six months ago. Befcro he went he was en gaged to Miss Bellin. The mother would not hear of the marriage, so the engagement was kept quiet You alone knew of it and took advantage of such knowledge to suppress the letters sent to Mius Bellin through yon by Francis and represent yourself to Olivia as her lover returned three months before his time. You, I quite believe, are sup posed to be in Paris, so that you may tho more easily carry out the game. " "This is mere raving." "It is the troth, and you know it As Miss Bellin did not answer his let ters, Francis thought something was wrong and returned home. Afraid lest he should find out your plot, yon asked him to meet you at tho Fen inn, and there either intended to throw yourself on his mercy or to murder him." "Mnrder him!" ho repeated fiercely. "It is false!" "That will be for the police to deter mine." "But surely, Denham, you don't in tend to inform the police?" "I am going to do so now. " Felix seized me by the arm and drag ged me back to my seat He was now much agitated, bnt niade every effort to restrain his emotion. "Sit down, " he said in a hoarse tone. "Yon do mo wrong, Denham on my soul you do me wrong. I was engaged, I am engaged, to Olivia Bellin. Her mother cemented to our engagement after I returned to England three months iro. Felix- I believe, is in Paris. I aon t know whom you met at the inn last night. It was not I it could not have been Felix- There was no aunointiueut Detween us. I am not masoneradmR as Francis liecanse I am Francis. " "I don't believe yon." "Yon must! I can bring forward Witnesses to prove my identity!" They may be misled by the resem blance. Remember, yon and Francis are twins. " "I said before, and I say it again. yon are mad!" he cried, roughly casting me off. "Whoever heard of an appoint ment being made at a ruined inn? No one has lived there for months. Ask any ore In Marshmi lister, and they will tell you so. " "Strent and his daughter Rose" I began, when he cut me short "Who aro they? I never heard of them. They are figments of some dream. You went into that rnin?d inn last night and dreamed all this. " "Yon don't believe my story?" "Not one word," said Felix coolly. looking me straight in the face. "Then I don't believe one word of yours, " I cried, jumping up. "Let us place tho matter in tho hands of the authorities and see who will be believ ed." "What are yon going to say. Den ham?" "Say? That Francis Briarfield has died in the Fen inn. " "You won't believe that I am Fran cis?' ' he said, evidently making some re solve. "No. You are Felix!" "One moment," ho said, going to tho door- "I shalLprovo my identity and in "Sit rtntrn." he said in a hnamc tone. a manner that will admit of no denial. " With that he vanished, and I waited to see what further evidence he would bring forward to back up his imposture. CHAPTER TV. There was no donbt that Felix in tended to continue passing himself off as Francis. For bow long I was uncer tain; perhaps for the rest of his natural life or until he made Olivia his wife. In this latter event he could reveal the frand with impunity and revert to his own identity. I could not help thinking that he had been informed beforehand of the death of his brother, else he would not have dared to keep up his imposture with a possible revelation fo near at band. Even assuming such ignorance, I had now told him of the death myself and 60 strengthened his position. I regret ted that I had not been more cautious. I was curious to see whom be would bring forward as a witness to his iden tity. Scarcely Olivia, as if she once had suspicion of the truth she would never rest until all was cleared up to her satis faction. I hardly thought Felix would run bucU risk, the more so as his story of losing the pearl ring could not stand against my assertion that it was on the finger of the dead man. If he still per sisted ia declaring himself to bo Fran cis, I determined that ho should ride with me to tho Fen inn and there see the corpse of the man whose name he had so shamelessly assumed. That would surely settle the matter. Felix was bolder than I gave him credit for, as his witness proved to be none other than Olivia Bellin. She en tered the room with assumed lightness, but her face was anxious, and she glanc ed every now and then at Felix as though to seek his aid and countenance. He, as was natural, wore a haggard ex pression. His nerves were tensioned up to the highest pitch, a matter of small wonderment, seeing that his life's hap piness depended cjion this interview. "What is this strange story you bring. Mr. Denham?" asked Olivia, greeting me coldly. In onr best days we wero never ovorfneudly. "Has not Mr. Briarfield told von?" "1 have not had tho time," inter posed Felix quickly. "Beyond a few hints of the truth she knows nothing. " "Not even that you are Felix Briar field?" "Felix?" repeated Miss Bellin in sur prise. "But you are making a mistake. Mr. Denham. This is rrancis. ' "So he says." "You see, Olivia," said Briarfield, addressing Miss Bellin, "Denham in sists npou taking me for my brother Fe lix. " "How absurd! I assure you, Mr. Denhnm, that Felix is in Paris. I re ceived a letter from him only this morn ing." "Impossible," said I, taken aback by the authority of her tone. "It is quite true, "she continued hur riedly. "Excuse me for a moment, nnd I shall fetch the letter. Yon must be lieve the evidence of yonr own eyes. " When she left the room, Felix turned toward me with a gleam of triumph in his eyes. "Are yon convinced?" he asked mock ingly. "No. I am puzzled. " "In what way?" "To think how yon managed to get that letter sent ou from Paris without being there yourself. " "Against stupidity the gods them selves fight i vain, " quoth Felix, shrug giug his shoulders. "I assure you that my brother Felix is iu Paris. Miss Bel lin is about to produce a letter receiver! from him only this morning, and yet you insist that I am not myself and that he whom I pretend to be is dead. You are mad. " "Here is Cm Mttcr, " said Miss Bel lin, entering at'b's moment. "Yon see. it bears the date of vesterdav. He is a present scrying ts we Hotel des tran At gera, Kue ae sc. Honore, bnt talks ol going to Italy." I examined the letter closely. It wa genuine enough. Of that then was nc donbt, as it bore the French and Eng lish postmarks. I quite believed that it was written by Felix, but also that it had been forwarded from Paris by as emissary of the young man in order tc keep up the needful deception. Certain ly Felix had a marked talent for in trigue. "If Felix Briarfield is in Paris," said I, handing back the letter to Olivia, "who was it I met at the Fen inn last night?" "The Fen inn?" replied Olivia, with a puzzled look. "Why, no one lives there now, Mr. Danham. It is in rains and has been empty for over two years. " "Nevertheless it was tenanted last night, and I slept there; also I met Francis Briarfield at the same place. " "Francis was not ont of the honse last night,' declared Olivia decisively. "Quite true, " he replied. "I went tc bed early with a bad headache. " "It was not yon I met at the inn last night, but your brother Francis. " "How can yon persist in so foolish a story?" said Olivia angrily. "This ia Francis, and Felix is in Paris. You could not have met cither of them at the Fen inn last night, and indeed 1 can't believe that you slept there at all. ' "I did. Miss Bellin, and there I met Francis." "If yon did, whero is he now? Whj not clear up the mystery by bringing him here with yon?" "Because he is dead." "Dead!" she echoed, catching ths arm of Francis. "Dead! Who is dead?" "Francis Briarfield." "He is mad," she said to Felix in a low tone, her face white with fear. "Upon my word, I am beginning tc think so myself," I said, losing my temper, "but I declare on my oath that I speak the truth. There is only one way of solving the riddle. Come out with me to the Fen inn and look on the face of the dead man I say is Francis Briar field. A single glance will give the lie to the assertion of this man who pre tends to bo your lover!" Felix looked at Olivia, she at him. It seemed to me that they grew a shade paler. I wondered whether any guilty bond existed between them, as certain ly they seemed to understand one an other very welL Olivia appeared anx ious to protect Felix from harm. Either 6he really believed him to be Francis oi had taken her heart from one brothel and given it to the other. It was she who spoke first, and throughout the in terview the woman played a more dar ing game than did the man. Her atti tude puzzled me, and for the moment I was quite in the dark as to what were her real thoughts regarding my story and that of the pseudo Francis. "We cannot go tonight" she said, with some hesitation, "but tomorrow morning, if you like, we will ride out tc the inn." I glanced at my watch. "It is now 5 o'clock," said L "and will be light np to 9 or thereabout There is plenty of time for us to ride tc the Fen inn, and I think it advisable to do so at once. " "Why not tomorrow morning?" ob jected Felix. "Great heavens, Briarfield, have vou no natural affection? Don't I tell vou that your brother is lying dead there: Can't you understand tho necessity oi attending to so serious a matter without delay? If yon have no affection, you might at least have decency." "I decline to believe that my brother is dead," said Briarfield coolly. "That letter shown to yon by Olivia proves that he was in Paris yesterday. He could not have come over so quicklv, and besides would have no reason to go to the ten inn." "Of course if you insist upon assum ing your brother's name I can sav noth ing, but I know the truth and had it from the lips of Francis." "What do you mean?" asked Olivia. "I mean that Francis returned from Chile a few days ago und went to the Fen inn by appointment in order to hear the explanation of Felix. "What explanation?" "The reason of Felix passing himself on as rrancis. " "You are utterly mistaken, Mr. Den ham. I swear that this is Francis, the man to whom I am engaged. " Can you wish for stronger proof?" asked Felix, with the marked intention of insulting me. I paid no attention to his sneer, but turned round to Miss Bellin and asked a pertineut question. "Whore is the pearl ring you gave rraucis. Miss Bellin?" "The pearl ring?" she said, much ag itated. "Yes, I did give Francis a pearl ring, nnt he lost it. Did you not lose it. Francis?" she added, turning toward iier lover. "Two months ago." "Well, Miss Bellin," said I deliber ately, "if yon come out with me to the en inn, I will show you the pearl ring on tne nnger of the dead man. " "It caunot be it is impossible," she murmured, clasping her hands together in great distress. "I am utterly bewil dered by your talk. Francis returned from Chile three months ago, and iny mothor consented to our engagement "It was not Francis who returned, " I asserted doggedly, "bnt Felix Felix, Who pretends to be in Paris. " "But this letter?"' "Bah! That was written hereby Bri arfield and forwarded to a friend in Paris to be posted back to yon." "Liar!" cried Felix, dashing forward with clinched fists. "If yon don't re tract that statement, I'll" "For pity's sake, bo quiet," entreated Olivia, throwing herself between ns. "Do not bring my mother here. Fran cis, yon do not know the harm yon are doing. Mr. Denham, " she added, turn ing to me as he suddenly stepped back, "do you say this gentleman s Felix?" "I do most decidedly." "I tell yon, sir, it is not so. This is my affianced lover, Francis. Ureal beav ens, could a woman make a mistake in so serious a matter?" 1 believe the resemblance Tuetmeeu the brothers would deceive any one." "Let ns settle the question by going to the Fen inn," said Felix sharply. "ru wager that there we find neither landlord nor any one. " "You don't believe me?" said I quickly. "I do not, nr. I believe too. have dreamed all this rubbish. I am here I, Francis Briarfield. Felix, my brother, is in Paris, and as to your cock and bull story of a murder at the Fen inn I don't believe a word of it" "Very well, Briarfield." I said, pick ing up my hat "Yon have chosen your course. 1 will now choose mine. Hither to I have kept the affair quiet for yoni sake and for that of Miss Bellin. Now I Will place the matter in the bands of the authorities and wash my hands of the whole affair. " "Do what yon think fit," retorted Briarfield fiercely and turned his back on me. Stung by his contemptuous man ner, I walked smartly toward the door, but was stopped on the threshold by Miss Benin. "It is no use, your going to see tho police, Mr. Denham, " she said anxious ly. "I assure it will only get yon into trouble. Yonr story is too wild to be lieve. They will say yon are mad. " "I'll take the risk of that I am not yet so mad as not to believe the evi dence of my own eyes. Let me pass, Miss Bellin. " "Stay!" 6he said in a peremptory tone. "Let mo speak a moment with Francis." I bowed my head in token of acquies cence, and she glided back to where Fe lix was looking out of the window. For a few minutes they spoke together in low, hurried voices. She seemed to be For a fev wimitr thty rptikr. together la lair, nurrira ruicca. entreatinjr and he refnsins- At lonpth he evident! yielded to her nravers, for he Fank into a chair with a cw?tnre of despair, and ph returned to my side. I deni t wish yon to trot into trouble. Mr. LVnltani, " she said coldly, "nor do I wish you to use my name, as you as suredly will do in making your report to tho police. I believe this story of yonrs to be a hallucination, and in or der to convince you of it am willing; to ride out to the Fen inn tomorrow with yon and Francis. When we arrive there, I assure you we shall see nothing. " "I am certain you'll see more than you bargain for," said I dryly. ' would rather yon went there tonight I caunot. Mr mother would tot al low me to pa Be a little considerate, Mr. Deuham." I saw the justice of this reasoning and forbore to press the, point. After all, so long as they went the time did not much mutter. "Then let it be tomorrow morning," I said coldly, "at 10 o'clock, I will be at your park gates. If you and Briar field are not there, I go at once to the police office and give information con cerning the murder of Francis. " (To be ccn tinned.) Wife vn. Mora. 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