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220 REYNOLDS’ WORKS invalid upon the sofa, Kate sped down-stairs and returned to the bar-parlour. ' ‘“ Well,” cried Mr. Marlow, with that nervous excitement which was habitual to him, “‘ what have you done? ”’ ‘““T very candidly informed Mrs. Chandos,” returned Kate, “that a solicitor from London and a police officer belonging to this town had come to inquire for a lady of the same name, and that the lady thus inquired for was represented to be a highway-woman. ’’ ‘“ And what did she say?’ demanded Mr. Marlow. “She looked indignant at first, when she thought that allusion was made to herself,’’ continued Kate, ‘‘ but when I assured her that no one had positively charged her with being the highway-woman thus alluded to, she ceased to be anery. Then, of her own accord, she at once declared that so far as she herself was concerned she was a highly respect- able lady, of independent means, and living on the outskirts of London somewhere near Tottenham, I think she said, or Edmonton.” “Then, by Heaven! it must be the same, after all! ” eried Mr. Marlow. “ Tottenham and Edmonton join each other. But go on. What else took place? ”’ , “The lady, with the utmost ecandour,” rejoined Kate, “requests that you will walk up to her room, and take the officer with vou, if you like.” ‘““T shall most assuredly do so,’’ exclaimed the solicitor. ‘““ Now, Miss Marshall, be pleased to lead the way.” Kate accordingly retraced her steps up-stairs, closely followed by Mr. Marlow and the constable. On reaching the parlour, Kate opened the door, and the very first glimpse which the keen-sighted attorney caught of Lady Bess, he cried, ‘‘ It is the same, I know it is! Unless, indeed, she has a sister as like herself as one pea is like another. Pray, ma’am,” he added, advancing toward Lady Bess, ‘‘ have you a sister? ” ‘““ No, I have not, sir,’ she at once replied, raising herself up to a sitting posture on the sofa where she had previously been reclining. Mr. Marlow surveyed her for nearly a minute with the most scrutinizing earnestness. He had seen her on many occasions riding about the neighbourhood of Edmonton and Totten- ham in female attire, and he had likewise observed her very CONNIE XO KS m