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= iS ae opis _ ‘A forgery!” cried the four lawyers. | ‘“*T give up the claim!” said Hartington, firmly. - ‘*T’ll confess! Pll confess!” shrieked the grave-digger. There was a heavy fall. Kemp lay senseless on the floor. ‘“Call in the police!” said Mr. Storms, serenely. Lord Keith heeded no one. He rushed wildly from the room. CHAPTER LV. ‘YOU ARE THE TRUE LORD OF LEIGH.” Through the hall, seizing a soft hat that lay happily in sight, passed the tall footman, out into the street, bright and hot with the afternoon sun, dashed Lord Kenneth Keith. One thought filled his heart—he had saved to Violet’s child his title and ancestral estates. His strong, swift pace brought him in a few minutes’ time to the Belgravian mansion, where he knew Violet waited to learn her boy’s destiny. He knew he should find Violet in the conservatory. The glass doors were all open to the summer air, a foun- tain slowly played and rippled in the center, and on the marble edge of the basin sat Violet, holding little Rupert. A loud peal of the bell roused Violet. A step which she knew—oh, how well !—rang along the hall, and in the door- way, framed in creamy and crimson roses, stood Kenneth Keith, his face radiant with triumph, as some victor back from Paynim wars, to lay his trophies at his lady’s feet. ‘‘Kenneth!” cried Violet, springing up, catching the light of congratulation in his eye. | “You are safe, Violet!” cried Kenneth, darting toward her, as if to clasp both mother and child to his heart; then remembering and commanding himself, and taking the boy from her, and pressing her hand only for one instant in his. ‘“Your son shall be Lord of Leigh. The case is ended. The papers were forgeries; Colonel Hartington gives up his claim; he sees its fallacy. Mr. Kemp, senior, died when he was stated to have died at first; there was no rival; his widow was a true widow whén she married the late Lord Leigh. All is over.” | ee ee, ‘Kenneth, I do not know how this has all come about; A HEART'S BITTERNESS. 943 oe ad a eee @t; Le fd Py me Si t ef ~ _ Le wel” om 1 ee Les | ++ ae - rt. « yo ae Fe iw > Wid Set iS ee ‘ad et + " my te me eo ee Se "Pert Se! » 2 er at he Me haw Go as «¢ Lae a So” 7. ' £S3 ara” Rs oh ha ea Sea RG cee Sy bee a feos "eA oo pe ELS abe 2 pce ory ts pe aD x oe Ko eae et ts te ae oy Se Te Fh, Vee FH One eed a ae a i) ‘ sf ad Fj ere é. Mae aire) ri SRST ec tee at gem PAS Bh, Py. Le FR Tas oh GS Fe Ste bl A ey peek eee } Me PEPE a OP Et wD nore Ny RS ae ; r ad . 4 - vy . . co comichbooks