Five Hundred Dollars; or, Jacob Marlowe's Secret
ot the other held her up. "You here," she exclaimed
ruel exile. We have b
een these last te
t eight year
did not w
y track. I have heard from you now and t
t would have been easier to
had no money to send you. Misfortune has pursued me, and I have only been able to support mysel
o you refe
bert M
ow is he responsible
it was he who stole the bonds, th
f this?" asked Mary Barton eagerly. "The
rowing suspicion upon me. You remember that it was a bond for f
es
he same establishment. We were on a
es
an," added Simeon B
ered worth thirty
ey that gave him his s
ss for himself for more tha
ada, and with the proceeds started in as a manufacturer. How otherwise could he have done so? He was only
where he obtained mon
there is any my
equences of his wrong-doing while he has been
kedness often flourishes in this world. We
ever be able to prove y
an live together again. But tell me, before I go a
iefly. She did not care to add to her husband
ive you, but I only had enoug
n object i
since-it is not necessary to explain how-that he could throw light on the long unsolved mystery-that he knew the real
could!" exclaimed Mrs. Ba
try, at a
ld not be well to c
epeated Simeon B
e has returned from Californ
you se
nt a week at
give the particulars
ome but five hundred dollars, but he is lucky enough to be employ
head an honest man, without a stain-an undes
call upon him, for I am subject to arrest on the old charge, as you know, and the New York detective
es
ill call him?-he still thinks
ed it so,
be revealed to him. I may disclose myself to Unc
of men. I wish, he could h
visit
ned at his hou
well r
d him rich. When he found he had but five hundred doll
t must have hurt the
t he only seemed amuse
hat he probably expected it. The ol
till, though he is sixty-five, and was as gay and cheerful as a
ing mean about
men as he, who would make so good use
Albert Marlo
es
cult to make out. Where are you going to sta
n't k
u to the house where you
sh so
live. Perhaps I might introduce y
o. He would not speak of
old him not
y own eyes how he is looking at fifteen. And it would be a comfort to rest once
Simeon. I must introduc
is the name I have bor
heard from a l
me, being alarmed by my long a
have you been so long? I g
d in talking with him I forgot how time was p
s hand rested for a moment in the hand of
father, Herbert?" aske
died when I was q
ong time since," murmure
-night. It is long since I have seen him and we may n
inly,
. Mrs. Barton prepared some tea,
s he looked wistfully at the wife and son from whom he had bee
usin, Albert Marlowe?" aske
now him some
upon him? He is
I never-lik
lau
is a cold, selfish man. He is
"you need not mention Mr. Robinson's
ther! I'll bea