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$12 THE DUGDALE MILLIONS, by Orton Pierson as the child of Edmund Dugdale, and pretends that he was born in New York in 1856. He is the claimant to the Dugdale estate.” Merrimount cast upon the poor wretch a look of bitter contempt. | ‘That man,” he said slowly, “is Allan Mark Ever- ard of the Everards of Lancashire, the banking family. He comes from the same county as my family. We were at Eton together, where he was my fag. He was at Cambridge too, when I was there. I have known him since he was a little lad. He went wrong early. He was put in the Paris branch of his family’s bank and was caught in theft and forgery. French justice dealt with him and he was put in prison there, from which, as [ heard some time ago, he fled. He is an escaped convict, a disgrace to his name and aban- doned by his family !”’ “ Are you Satisfied at last?” asked Mr. Stanton of Mr. Hetlow. Overwhelmed by the proof he could no longer com- bat Mr. Hetlow meekly replied that he was. “The next thing to do is to put this scamp, who has hesitated at neither burglary, nor murder, to secure his ends, into the hands of the law,” said Mr. Stanton. ‘¢ Someone send a servant to the village for an officer.” Harold Pierson was aroused by this command. He lifted his head and looked boldly at Mr, Stanton, who had thus taken direction of affairs. ‘Tt is.allup,” besaid..** Theoameis losis It wae worth playing for. ‘The stakes were large. I confess. Hwerything is true except the attempt at murder. 7a: did not commit the burglary, but it was done at my dl- rection. I knewof the box brought by Mrs. Jenkins.” He looked at Mrs. Stanton trembling in her seat, mo- mentarily expecting exposure, and laughed scornfully. ‘‘T learned it from Mrs. Stanton, who was silly enough to tell me of it. But the attempt on Mason I am not responsible for, Certain men stationed here as spies by Comicbooks.€© 3