act that has the strongest bearing upon
the serious tragedy which we are both so
interested in investigating. It is this:
That every year the agent of a certain large
estate in Albany, N. Y., forwards to France a
large sum of money, for the use and behoof of
one Honora Quentin Urquhart, daughter of the
late Cyrus Dudleigh, of Albany, and wife of one
Edwin Urquhart, a gentleman of that same city,
to whom she was married in her father's house
on January 27, 1775, and with whom she at once
departed for France, where she and her husband
have been living ever since.
Thus by chance, almost, have I stumbled upon an
explanation of the tragedy we found so
inexplicable, and found that clew to the
whereabouts of the wretched pair which is so
essential to their apprehension and the proper
satisfaction of the claims of justice.
With great consideration I sign myself,
Your obedient servant,
ANTHONY TAMWORTH.
AUGUST 11, 8 o'clock.
I was so overwhelmed by the above letter that I found it impossible at
the time to comment upon it. To-day it is too late, for this morning a
packet arrived from Mr. Tamworth containing another letter of such
length that I am sure it must be one of complete explanation. I burn to
read it, but I have merely had time to break the seal and glance at the
first opening words. Will my guests be so kind as to leave me in peace
to-night, so that I may satisfy a curiosity which has become almost
insupportable?
MIDNIGHT.
No time to-night; too tired almost to write this.
AUGUST 12.
The packet is read. I am all of a tremble. What a tale! What a-- But why
encumber these sheets with words of mine? I will insert the letter and
let it tell its own portion of the strange and terrible history which
time is slowly unrolling before us.
PART II.
AN OLD ALBANY ROMANCE.
CHAPTER VI.
THE RECLUSE.
To Mrs. Clarissa Truax,
of the Happy-go-lucky Inn:
RESPECTED MADAM: Appreciating your anxiety, I hasten to give you the
particulars of an interview which I have just had with a person who knew
Edwin Urquhart. They must be acceptable to you, and I shall make no
excuse for the length of my communication, knowing that each detail in
the lives of the three persons connected with this cr
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