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Father Benwell rang the bell when Lord Loring had left him.

"Do the ladies drive out to-day at their usual hour?" he



inquired, when the servant appeared. The man answered in the

affirmative. The carriage was ordered at three o'clock.



At half-past two Father Benwell slipped quietly into the gallery.

He posted himself midway between the library door and the grand



entrance; on the watch, not for the civilizing influences of Art,

but for the appearance of Lady Loring and Stella. He was still of



opinion that Stella's "frivolous" mother might be turned into a

source of valuable information on the subject of her daughter's



earlier life. The first step toward attaining this object was to

discover Mrs. Eyrecourt's present address. Stella would certainly



know it--and Father Benwell felt a just confidence in his

capacity to make the young lady serviceable, in this respect, to



the pecuniary interests of the Church.

After an interval of a quarter of an hour, Lady Loring and Stella



entered the gallery by the library door. Father Benwell at once

advanced to pay his respects.



For some little time he discreetly refrained from making any

attempt to lead the conversation to the topic that he had in



view. He was too well acquainted with the insatiable interest of

women in looking at other women to force himself into notice. The



ladies made their remarks on the pretensions to beauty and to

taste in dress among the throng of visitors--and Father Benwell



waited by them, and listened with the resignation of a modest

young man. Patience, being a virtue, is sometimes its own reward.



Two gentlemen, evidently interested in the pictures, approached

the priest. He drew back, with his ready politeness, to let them



see the picture before which he happened to be standing.

The movement disturbed Stella. She turned sharply--noticed one of



the gentlemen, the taller of the two--became deadly pale--and

instantly quitted the gallery. Lady Loring, looking where Stella



had looked, frowned angrily and followed Miss Eyrecourt into the

library. Wise Father Benwell let them go, and concentrated his



attention on the person who had been the object of this startling

recognition.



Unquestionably a gentleman--with light hair and complexion--with

a bright benevolent face and keen intelligent blue



eyes--apparently still in the prime of life. Such was Father

Benwell's first impression of the stranger. He had evidently seen



Miss Eyrecourt at the moment when she first noticed him; and he

too showed signs of serious agitation. His face flushed deeply,



and his eyes expressed, not merely surprise, but distress. He

turned to his friend. "This place is hot," he said; "let us get



out of it!"

"My dear Winterfield!" the friend remonstrated, "we haven't seen



half the pictures yet."

"Excuse me if I leave you," the other replied. "I am used to the



free air of the country. Let us meet again this evening. Come and

dine with me. The same address as usual--Derwent's Hotel."



With those words he hurried out, making his way, without

ceremony, through the crowd in the picture gallery.



Father Benwell returned to the library. It was quite needless to

trouble himself further about Mrs. Eyrecourt or her address.



"Thanks to Lord Loring's picture gallery," he thought, "I have

found the man!"



He took up his pen and made a little memorandum--"Winterfield.

Derwent's Hotel."



CHAPTER X.

FATHER BENWELL'S CORRESPONDENCE.



I.

_To Mr. Bitrake. Private and Confidential._



SIR--I understand that your connection with the law does not

exclude your occasional superintendence of confidential



inquiries, which are not of a nature to injure your professional

position. The inclosed letter of introduction will satisfy you



that I am incapable of employing your experience in a manner

unbecoming to you, or to myself.



The inquiry that I propose to you relates to a gentleman named

Winterfield. He is now staying in London, at Derwent's Hotel, and



is expected to remain there for a week from the present date. His

place of residence is on the North Devonshire coast, and is well



known in that locality by the name of Beaupark House.

The range of my proposed inquiry dates back over the last four or



five years--certainly not more. My object is to ascertain, as

positively as may be, whether, within this limit of time, events






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