CHAPTER XX.

THE IMPOSTOR FOILED. At ten o'clock of the morning Mrs. Chetwode was knocking at Miss Walsingham's bedroom door. "Excuse me, miss, for disturbing you, but the colonel is here, and wishes most particular to see you." "Oh, please leave me alone," answered the young lady from within, weakly and plaintively: "I am ill and can see no one." The housekeeper returned to Colonel Brand, who was pacing about in the gallery, under the long lines of dead Brands, among which was not the face of the latest dead, and informed him …