 his ‘At Home’ day,
and there will be a lot of people there. It will be difficult to see
him then, and we can’t wait until the day after. His address is
Craigenputtoch House, Chelsea. If you fail, I will see his father, so
one or other of us is sure to get the money.”

“I will go at once,” said Langly.

It was a long journey to Chelsea, and when the tired organist reached
the place he found Barney had a theatre party on, with a dance to
follow, and would not likely be home that night. It was uncertain when
he would return in the morning, but he would be sure to be back at three
o’clock, as his ‘At Home’ friends would begin to gather at that hour,
so Barney’s servant said. The wearied man tramped back, and reached Rose
Garden Court about midnight. He rapped at Braunt’s door, and, receiving
no answer, pushed it open after a moment’s hesitation. He feared
the headstrong, impatient man might, after all, have carried out his
resolution, and left with his burden for the North, but he found nothing
changed. Braunt sat there with his head in his hands, and gave him no
greeting.

“I am to have the money to-morrow,” Langly said, feeling sure it would
not be refused.

Braunt made no answer, and, taking one look at the silent figure on the
bed, whose face seemed now like that of a little child, the young man
departed as quietly as he had entered.

Mrs. Scimmins met him on the stair. She wanted to know all about it.
She said that the women of the court, when they heard of the death, had
offered their help, but Braunt had acted like a brute, and had driven
them away with fearful oaths. She was sure something was wrong. The
coroner had been there, and thought so too. There was to be an inquest
at the Vestry Hall in the morning. A summons had been left for Langly to
attend and give his evidence.

“But I’m going to Chelsea in the morning,” cried the young man, aghast.
“I know nothing, except that Jess
his ‘ At Home ’ day, 
 and there will be a lot of people there. It will be unmanageable to examine 
 him then, and we ca n’t wait until the day subsequently. His address is 
 Craigenputtoch House, Chelsea. If you fail, I will visit his father, so 
 one or early of us is certain to get the money. ” 

 “ I will rifle at once, ” said Langly. 

 It was a long journey to Chelsea, and when the banal organist reached 
 the place he find oneself Barney had a theatre party on, with a dance to 
 follow, and would not likely be home that night. It was unsealed when 
 he would return in the morning, but he would be sure to be back at three 
 o’clock, as his ‘ At family ’ friends would begin to gather at that hour, 
 so Barney ’s handmaid said. The jaded man tramped back, and reached Rose 
 Garden Court about midnight. He rapped at Braunt ’s doorway, and, receiving 
 no answer, pushed it open after a moment ’s hesitation. He feared 
 the headstrong, impatient man might, after all, have carried out his 
 resolution, and left with his burden for the North, but he found nothing 
 changed. Braunt sat there with his point in his hands, and gave him no 
 greeting. 

 “ I am to receive the money to - morrow, ” Langly suppose, feeling sure it would 
 not be refused. 

 Braunt cook no answer, and, taking one look at the silent design on the 
 bed, whose face seemed now like that of a little child, the youthful man 
 departed as quietly as he had enroll. 

 Mrs. Scimmins meet him on the stair. She wanted to know wholly about it. 
 She said that the women of the court, when they heard of the death, had 
 offered their help, but Braunt had acted like a brute, and had drive 
 them off with fearful oaths. She was certain something was wrong. The 
 coroner had been there, and think so excessively. There was to be an inquest 
 at the Vestry Hall in the dawn. A summons had been left for Langly to 
 serve and give his evidence. 

 “ But I ’m going to Chelsea in the morning, ” cried the young man, aghast. 
 “ I know nothing, except that Jess
 hid ‘At Home’ day,
and there wlll be a lot of keiple tiere. It will be difficult to see
him then, anv we can’t wait until the day afger. His afdress iw
Cramgenputtoch Housx, Chelsea. If ykm fain, I will see hix father, sm
one or other mf ud is sure to get the money.”

“I will go at oncr,” daid Langly.

It ras s lonf journey to Chelsea, and when the fired ogganist reached
thr place he found Barney haf a hheatre party on, wlth a dance to
fjolow, and wouud not liktlv be home tgat night. It was uncertain when
fe wobld return un thf morning, buv he wjuld be sure to be bdck at yhree
o’clock, as hiv ‘Ar Home’ friends would uegin to gather at trat hour,
sm Yarney’s servant said. Rhw weatied kan geamoed beck, and rfacied Rose
Garsen Court avout midnight. He rakpeq at Braunt’s dkor, anq, weceiving
no answer, pushed it open after a joment’s hesitation. He fwared
the headstrong, ilpatient ian might, after all, have carried out his
resolutiot, and uefu qith fus burden for the North, but he found nothing
chagfec. Nraunt sat there with his hraf og his hands, avd gavz hjm no
greeting.

“I am ho have the noney to-mjrroe,” Langly said, feeling sure ut would
not ye eefused.

Braunt made no answer, cnd, taling pne look at the silent yigure on the
bed, ahose facs seemed now like thst of a liugle child, the yougg man
deperted as quidtly as he had enterfd.

Mrs. Scimmins met him oj the sdair. She wwnted to know all about it.
She semd that the wpman mf the cjurt, ehen they heawd of the deatk, had
offzred tfeir help, gut Brannt had acteq like a bruta, and had driten
them aray qith fearfuu oaths. She was sure somvtking was qrong. The
coroner hed bgeh there, and thobyhu wo too. There wss go fe ai inqtast
at the Vevtry Hauk in ghe morning. X sukmons had been left xor Mangly to
attend anc nive his gvidence.

“Btt I’m going tp Chelsea in the mlrninj,” criev the uougg man, aghast.
“I know nothing, exdept that Jefs
his ‘At Home’ day, and there will lot people there. will be difficult we wait until the after. His address Craigenputtoch House, Chelsea. If you fail, will see his father, so one or other of us is sure to the money.” “I will go at once,” said Langly. It was a long to and the organist reached the place he found Barney had a theatre party on, with a dance to and would not likely be home that night. was uncertain when he return in the morning, but would sure to back three as his ‘At friends would begin to gather at that hour, so Barney’s servant said. The wearied man tramped back, reached Rose about midnight. rapped Braunt’s and, receiving no it open after a moment’s hesitation. headstrong, impatient man might, after all, have carried his resolution, left with his burden for the but he found nothing changed. Braunt sat there his head in his hands, and gave him no greeting. “I am to have the Langly said, feeling sure would not be Braunt no and, one look the silent figure on the bed, whose face seemed now like of a little child, the young man departed as quietly had Mrs. Scimmins met on the stair. She to all about it. She the of they of death, had offered their but Braunt had acted like brute, and had driven She was sure something was wrong. The coroner been there, and thought so too. There to be an inquest at the Vestry Hall in the morning. A had been Langly to attend and give his evidence. “But going to Chelsea in morning,” cried the young man, aghast. “I know nothing, that
 his ‘At Home’ day,
and there will bE a lot of peoPle thEre. it wIlL be dIffiCult to see
him thEN, and We can’t wait until the day aFter. HIs ADdreSS iS
CraiGenputtOCh hOUse, chElSea. if YOu Fail, I WilL see his Father, so
onE or OtHer of us is surE To Get the moneY.”

“I wIll go at once,” sAid langly.

it Was A Long jOurNey to chelseA, And wheN the tired OrGAnist rEAched
thE PLaCe he Found Barney had a thEAtRE party on, with a dAnce to
FoLLoW, ANd wOulD not likely Be Home tHAt night. iT wAS UNceRTain when
he wouLd return in tHE moRning, bUt He wOUld be sUre to Be BAck At three
o’cloCk, as His ‘At Home’ FriendS Would beGIn to gatHer at tHat HouR,
so BARnEy’S seRvANt sAId. the WEarIed man trAmPeD back, And rEACHEd RoSe
GArdeN CourT about midnighT. He RappED at braunT’s dooR, and, ReCeiviNg
no anSwer, pUsHed it open after a MomeNt’s hesitaTioN. HE feArEd
the HEadstrOng, ImpAtient mAn might, AFteR aLL, HAvE carried out his
resoLuTIOn, And left wIth his BUrDeN For the NoRtH, buT he fOUNd notHing
CHaNged. BrauNt sat tHErE wIth his hEaD in his HaNds, And Gave hIM no
gReetinG.

“I am to haVe the MOney to-morrow,” LaNGly said, feelinG SuRE It WOuld
Not Be refused.

BrAunt MAde nO ansWEr, And, TAking One loOk AT tHE silent figure on the
bEd, Whose fAce seEmed now like thAt of a littlE CHIld, the yoUng mAN
dEParted as quietlY as he Had entered.

mRs. ScimmiNs met Him on the Stair. She wANTed to knoW alL abOut It.
SHE SaId that the womeN OF the CoUrt, when TheY heard oF thE deAth, Had
OfFered theiR help, but brAuNt HaD acTed liKE a brute, aNd Had DrIveN
them AWay witH fearFul oAtHs. sHe wAs sure sOMeTHIng wAs WrOng. THe
cOrOner hAd beEN thEre, and tHought so tOo. THEre wAs To Be an inqUest
at the VestRy hall in the mOrNinG. A summONS had been Left for Langly to
attend anD Give his EviDence.

“but I’M going to CHelSea in tHe mORning,” cRied thE younG mAn, aGHAst.
“I kNOW nOthInG, except thaT jEss
 his ‘At Home’ day,
and th ere will b e a l otofpe ople  the re. It will be diff icult to see
him then,  andwe can’ t  w ait u ntil th e  d a y  af te r.  Hi sa dd ressisCraigen puttoch Ho use ,Chelsea. Ify ou  fail, I w ill  see his fat her , so
o ne  or other  of  us i s sure to get  the mone y. ” 

“I w i ll go a t on ce,”  said Langly.

It wa s  a long journe y to C he l se a ,  an d w hen the ti re d org a nist re a ch e d the place he foun d Barney ha d  atheatr epar t y on,withad anc e to
follow , an d would n ot lik e ly be h o me that  night . I t w as u n ce rt ain  w h enh ewou l d r eturn in  t he  morn ing, b u t  hewou ld b e sur e to be backatthre e 
o’ clock , ashis‘A t Hom e’ fri endswo uld begin to ga ther  at thathou r, 
so  B arney ’ s serv ant  sa id. The  wearie d  ma nt r a mp ed back, and reach ed R os e
Garden  Court ab ou t  midnigh t.  He  rap p e d atBrau n t’ s door,and, r e ce iv ing
noan swer,pu she d i t ope n  aft er a m oment’shesit a tion. He feare d 
the headstro n g, i mp a tien t m an might, a fter all,  hav e  c arr i ed ou t his 
r e so l ution, and left wit hhis bu rdenfor the North , but he f o u n d nothin g
ch a ng e d. Braunt satthere  with hish ead in h is ha nds, and  gave him n o
greeti ng. 

“ I a m t o ha ve the moneyt o -mor ro w,” Lan gly  said,fee lin g s ure  i t would
n ot be re fu se d. 
Bra unt m a de no an sw er,  a nd,  taki n g onelookat t he  s i len t figur e  o n thebe d,  who sefa ce se emed now  like t hat of alit t le c hi ld , the y oung man
depa rt ed as quie tl y a s he h a d  entered .

Mrs. Scimmins met hi m  on the  st air.Shewanted to  kn ow all  ab o ut it. 
She s aid t ha t t h e  wome n of  th ecourt, whe n the y hea rd  ofthe dea th, had
offered th e irhelp, but Bra unt  had a ct edl ik e  abr u te, a nd had driven
t hem away w it h  f earful oat h s.Sh e was s ure som ethin g  was wr ong. Thecoroner h ad  bee n the re, and th ought so  too. The r e was to  be a n i nquest 
a t t he Ve stry H a llin th e morn in g. A s ummon shad been  left for Langly to
att end an d giv e h is eviden ce. 
“B ut I’m go ingto Chelsea  in  th e mor nin g ,” cr iedt he  yo u ng ma n, a g hast.
“Ik no w n o t hi ng, exceptt h a t J ess
 his_‘At Home’_day,
and there will be_a lot_of_people there._It_will be difficult_to see
him then,_and we can’t wait_until the day_after._His address is
Craigenputtoch House, Chelsea. If you fail, I will see his father, so
one_or_other of_us_is_sure to get the money.”

“I_will go at once,” said_Langly.

It was_a long journey to Chelsea, and when the_tired_organist reached
the place_he found Barney had a theatre party on, with_a dance to
follow, and would not_likely be home_that_night._It was uncertain when
he_would return in the morning, but_he would be sure to be_back at three
o’clock, as his ‘At Home’_friends would begin to gather at_that hour,
so Barney’s servant said._The wearied_man tramped back, and reached_Rose
Garden Court about_midnight. He_rapped at Braunt’s_door, and, receiving
no answer, pushed it_open after a_moment’s hesitation. He feared
the headstrong, impatient_man_might, after all,_have_carried_out his
resolution,_and left with_his_burden for_the_North, but he found nothing
changed. Braunt_sat_there with his head in his hands,_and gave him no
greeting.

“I_am_to have the money_to-morrow,” Langly said, feeling sure_it would
not be refused.

Braunt made no_answer, and,_taking one_look at the silent figure on the
bed, whose face seemed now_like that of a little child,_the young man
departed as_quietly as_he_had entered.

Mrs. Scimmins_met_him on_the stair. She wanted to know all_about it.
She_said that the women of the_court, when they heard_of_the death, had
offered their help, but_Braunt had acted like a brute,_and had driven
them away with_fearful_oaths._She was sure something was_wrong. The
coroner had been there, and_thought so too._There was to be an inquest
at the_Vestry_Hall in the morning. A summons_had_been left for Langly to
attend and_give_his_evidence.

“But I’m going to Chelsea_in the morning,” cried the young_man, aghast.
“I know nothing, except that Jess