The note ran thus:--

"Ashcroft: August 5th.

"Dear Lady, Carleton,--My eldest son has returned from abroad. He asks

your permission for a short interview, either with yourself or with Sir

Philip Carleton, concerning the circumstances under which he left

England.

"I remain sincerely yours,--

"George Cunningham."

Lady Carleton handed the note to her husband, to whom she had already

related Florence's story.

"You will see him?" said Sir Philip. "Ask the gentleman to walk in."

It was a very uncomfortable moment both for Lady Carleton and for Alwyn

Cunningham, who had been boy and girl together, and now hardly knew how

to meet; but Sir Philip carried it off by ordinary greetings as to the

son of a neighbour, whose acquaintance he was ready to make, and Alwyn

hardly waited a moment before he entered on the matter in hand.

He took out the jewel that he had shown to Edgar in the wood and laid it

on the table.

"I can at least return to you this piece of your family property, Lady

Carleton," he said.

"My mother's jewel, the ruby bird!" faltered Lady Carleton, hardly

knowing what this implied.

"And," said Alwyn, "I will ask Sir Philip Carleton to be good enough to

read these papers."

These contained the confession of Lennox, already alluded to by Harry

Whittaker to his aunt, and the attestations of it, of which he had shown

copies to the Warrens.

"That Lennox stole the jewels, and returned one of them on his death-bed

to me, Whittaker has told some of his relations," said Alwyn, "but the

main fact of the matter has only been confided to my father, as you will

see that it would not do to make it public. This Is the substance of

what he told me as nearly as possible in his own words:

"`I put the jewels for safety in a hollow tree near the entrance to

Ravenshurst. I thought they were safer there than in my keeping. I

kept one back to take it up to London, and see if I could dispose of it,

but before I could do so the alarm was given. I was afraid to come back

without a reason, and I went off with my new master, leaving the jewels

in the tree, and thinking they'd either be found (I have never been in

England since), or I should get a chance of coming back for them. But I

put it off and I put it off. I took service with Mr Alwyn Cunningham

because I thought I could find out how things had gone; and I hope he

will go home and find the jewels.'"

"This is a most extraordinary story," said Sir Philip.

"It is," said Alwyn. "Of course it rests finally on the unsupported

words of myself and Whittaker, who alone heard it. These other papers

and letters may show what worth is attached to our words in our own

neighbourhood, but that is all."

"Then do you mean to say," ejaculated Sir Philip, "that these missing

jewels are--are in an old tree trunk in Ashcroft Wood?"

"Well," said Alwyn, "all I can say is that Lennox said that he put them

in one."

"Good heavens!" exclaimed Sir Philip.

"But, of course," Alwyn continued, "some one _may_ have lighted on them

during these eight years and carried them off, to say nothing of the

difficulty of finding them. For he had done it, he said, in the dark,

and though he could have found the tree himself, he could not tell me

anything about it, except that it was near Ravenshurst. You see he was

dying fast, and spoke with great difficulty."

"Do you remember the man, Lily?" asked Sir Philip.

"I think I remember something about a servant who went to America. Oh,

Philip, you will have every place searched--you will help Mr

Cunningham? If the jewels could be found! But I don't mind so much

after all about that if no one is accused falsely."

"As to that," said Sir Philip, "I know Mr Dallas, of Boston, and the

Bishop of. I knew them when I was once in the States, the year before I

married. What they say here is quite sufficient to establish the worth

of Mr Alwyn Cunningham's testimony and the character of his foreman,

who is more concerned in the matter. You will allow me to call on you,

Mr Cunningham, and to express my pleasure at your return."

"Thank you," said Alwyn, a little stiffly, for the situation sorely

tried his pride. "I am much obliged to you," he added, after a moment.

"And, Alwyn," said Lady Carleton, with tears in her eyes, "can you ever

forgive me for my silly trick, and for being too frightened to tell of

it at once? Oh, I have never--never forgiven myself."

"I don't think it is easy for any of us to forgive ourselves, Lady

Carleton," said Alwyn, "for that night's work. But your share was a

very small one."

"The fact is," said Sir Philip, "the thing was never properly

investigated. Mr Fletcher was afraid that the silly trick would come

to my ears--too soon. I needn't say--since you know my wife--that I at

once heard of it from her. The chance was lost. But what is to be done

now? You yourself believe this story?"

"Oh yes," said Alwyn, "I do. There was no object in deceiving me. No;

I am sure Lennox had not sold the jewels, and made up the story of the

old tree."

"We cannot let it get about that the wood is full of diamonds," said Sir

Philip.

"No," returned Alwyn with a laugh; "neither Whittaker nor myself could

resist a little bird's-nesting, but it was, of course, unwise. That was

partly why I wished to make myself known first to my brother. I did not

know then that part of our misfortunes."

"Ah! poor fellow," said Sir Philip, "he is sadly helpless. But your

return will be a capital thing for him. His life must be rather

solitary."

"Yes, I fear so," said Alwyn. "I will go back to him now, with many

thanks for a most kind reception."

"Lily," said Sir Philip, when their guest was gone, "I believe young

Cunningham told the truth and the whole truth, to-day. But I didn't."

"What in the world do you mean, Philip?"

"Why, only yesterday I got a letter from old Dallas, giving a wonderful

account of him and his high character out there, but wanting naturally

to know how Mr Cunningham's eldest son came to be there at all. I was

wondering what I could say, for it was very evident that he had a reason

for asking--there's a lady in question, I imagine--when to-day he turns

up."

"Oh, Philip, we _must_ find the jewels!"

"We must; but it passes me to know how to set about it."

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