Sharply, on the part of Edwin Drood.Silence on both sides.“Have you lost your tongue, Jack?”“Have you found yours, Ned?”“No, but really;—isn’t it, you know, after all?”Mr. Jasper lifts his dark eyebrows

EDITOR’S NOTETHE fate of Edwin Drood, the last of Charles Dickens’ creations, has exercised the minds of not a few literary men of eminence. The best of them could but guess; and which has gone nearest