at the eleventh hour he stumbled on a clue, and followed it up. The result of his inquiries made him return at once to Rickwell, where he sought out Mr. Morley. [Pg 67] The little man had sent his wife and family away from The Elms, as the atmosphere of the house was melancholy in the extreme. Mrs. Morley, not averse to more cheerful surroundings, elected to go to Brighton with the triplets, and took two servants with her. Morley remained behind with a reduced staff, and promised to join her later. He desired to wait until he could see the detective. His wish was speedily gratified, for three days after the departure of his wife Steel made his appearance. Morley received him in the library. "How do you do, sir?" said the detective, as they shook hands. "I am glad to see that you are looking better." "I am getting over the shock," replied the other, "now that the poor child is buried; there is no use mourning further. I have sent my wife and family to Brighton and propose to follow myself in a day or so." "I am lucky to have caught you, then?" "What? Have you found any clue?" "I think so. It is connected with the Scarlet Cross." Morley, who was warming his hands over the fire, looked round eagerly, and his eyes flashed. "I thought there was something in that reference. You remember the letter, Steel?" "Yes. And I showed it to Mrs. Parry." "To that meddlesome old woman. Why?" "It's too long a matter to go into. But it was just as well I did. She gave me this little ornament."[Pg 68] [Pg 68] Morley turned over the enamelled cross and examined it carefully. "Humph! It is the kind of thing Miss Denham said was worn by her dead father." "Exactly. Well, Mr. Morley, either the father is dead as she told you and that cross was worn by a stranger, or the man who called to see you here was the father." "How do you make that out? What do you mean?" said Morley, and his face exhibited