The Red Redmaynes
come to England, did so, and Jenny met
t the nimbus that still adorned his naked skull was streaked with silver and his thin, long beard was also grizzled. He spoke in a gentle, kindly voice,
n, while he thrust himself as near as possible to a great
n the plateau where the long tunnel opens into the air; but there they seemed to lose their bearings and there was no scent that attracted them, either up to the summit of the cliffs, or down
urther of-
cal people, including the County Commissioner and the highest authorities, have helped Mr. Brendon; but not a glim
" murmured Mr. Redmayne. "It is your poor husban
rself to the old man's comfort and hoped t
d a long conversation with Mark Brendon and cross-questioned Doria; but their information did not inspire him to a suggestion and, after twenty-four hours, it was clear that the little man could be of no assistance to a
nt unfolded by Brendon or Jenny; and then, when she asked him if it might be possible to sum
m myself. Signor Virgilio Poggi is a bibliophile of European eminence and the most brilliant of men-a great genius and my dearest associate for twenty-five years. But Peter Ganns also
York. There I served him well in an amazing police case and aided him to prove a crime, the discovery of which turned upon a certain paper manufactured for the Medici. But a greater thing than this
Giuseppe Doria intervened with a personal problem. He desired to be dismissed and wa
d that blows good to nobody. I am anxious
Redmayne, or the disappearance of his brother. The original mystery at Foggintor Quarry was recalled, to fill the minds of the morbid and curious; but no sort of connecting motive between the two crimes appeared and the pr
er's scanty library and found nothing in it of any interest to a collector. The ancient and well-thumbed copy of "Moby Dick" he took for sentiment, and he also directed Jenny to pack for h
were he here, he could assuredly read into these abominations a meaning for which we grope in vain. Do not think," he added to Jenny, "that I undervalue the labours o
mself and everybody else; but he promised Jenny that he would presently write to America
gs that are hidden from us, for his brain has a quality which one can only describe as a me
ath the mountains, the old scholar took affectionate leave of Jenny
and tact under distressing circumstances. He made him a present of money before leaving and promised him testimonials if he should need them. As for Jenny, she
ress rewarded the investigations. Robert Redmayne had vanished off the face of the earth and his brother with him. There remained of the family only Albert and his niece
her to accept his willing service in any way within his power;
or your sake, that time will lay bare the truth of these horrible things. To know that good men, against whom there was no grudge or hat
et again. She undertook to acquaint him with her movements and was not sure that she would accept Albert Redmayne's invitation to join him. So Mark left her, beli
irs. He brought Brendon back on his last journey from "Crow's Nest" in the
hear presently of a very wonderful adventure in whic
ted spirit was pulling his leg. Doria preserved the best possible temper, but his Latin
to find any explanation; but, with respect to Brendon's failure, he did not hesitate to make a sly al
"You are a great sleuth, we know; yet you are no better than the rest of us stupid people before
ystone of the arch. But why do you say that you wonder no
ll, as we say in Italy, 'if you put a cat into gloves, she will not catc
do you
you know wh
rendon frowned in silence and Giuseppe began to s
said as they shook hands and prepared to part; and Bren
e so," he
nsolved mystery. He was busy enough and in some measure rehabilitated a tarnished reputation by one brilliant achievement in h
her uncle gave him some peace; but he heard nothing further and his reply to Mrs. Pendean's communication, which had come from "Crow's Nest," won no re
sponse. And then came an explanation. She had been in London, but kept him ignorant of the fact for
post from abroad, and opening it, stared at a wedge of wedding cake. With the gift
p upon the covering and Brendon noted that the box came from Italy-from Ventimiglia, a town whic
the future; but the persistence of this impression could not serve to lighten his melancholy before an accomplished fact. That he might live to be of infinite service to Jenny a subconscious assurance convinced him; but he must say
, who had mourned her husband so bitterly but nine months before, could now enter with such light-hearted joy into union with another man? Was it reasonable
ent levity not consonant with her true and steadfast self. It cast him down, almost as much as his own vanished dream and everlasting loss, that hard-he
great desire to penetrate them for the c
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