"Yet it is obvious,"
Lord Arranmore said. "Now, I happen to know from your father himself
that he never intended to go to Australia, and he never intended to
return to England. He sailed instead by an Allan liner from Liverpool
to Quebec under the name of Francis. He went straight to Montreal, and
he stayed there until he had spent the greater part of his money. Then
he drifted out west. There is his history for you in a few words."
A sudden light flashed in Brooks' eyes.
"He told you that he left England meaning never to return? Then you
have the key to the whole thing. Why not? That is what I want to know.
Why not?"
"I do not know," Lord Arranmore answered, coolly. "He never told me."
Brooks felt a sudden chill of disappointment. Lord Arranmore rose
slowly to his feet.
"Mr. Brooks," he said, "I have told you all that I know. You have
asked me a question which I have not been able to answer. I can,
however, give you some advice which I will guarantee to be
excellent--some advice which you will do well to follow. Shall I go
on?"
"If you please!"
"Do not seek to unravel any further what may seem to you to be the
mystery of your father's disappearance from the world.
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