The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1890-06-01
A Story Of Crime and
Mystery.
TEE Case OF GEORGE CANDLEMAS.
Written for The Sun by George R, Sims,
CHAPTER VIII.
THE DOCTORS DISCOVERY.

mo, sir, nothing particular. He didn't como
out again last night. His man servant came
cut once and went to the public house and
had drink"
Sure It was his man servant"
"Yes. got that out OF the bnrmaid. He's
6ir Arthur Strangeways's man. she said, when
lasksd her. It's the house what's used by all
the servants at the mansions"
And OF course the barmaid knows every
body's business said Binks. You
didn't get out an ythinR about Sir Arthur
mo except they couldn't mako out why
thev hadn't seen him since he'd beon here this
time. nor who the old gentleman was as lived
in his rooms"
oh" said Mr. Blnks, then Sir Arthur him
self Is not the old gentleman"
80 1t seems. sir"
Before they could have any further conversa-
ton man came to the doors OF the mansions
and looked shout him.
IT'S Sir Arthur's man." exclaimed the con-
stable, In an undertone.
Fisk observed them
Il beg your pardon" he said. but you
haven't seen the porter. have you
mo, We haven't"
"Drat him! He's supposed to be always on
duty but he amt to be found when wanted"
IL daresay ho'll be back presently"
Yes, but presently won't do I've got to 20
for n doctor for my master, and I'm hanged II
know where doctor lives about here"
"Oh. l. your master Ill?
Nothing particular. sir bilious, think:
bit feverish. that's all: but he's a nervous
gentleman. and wants q DOCTOR
brilliant idea suddenly occurred to Mr..
Bnks. Here was Just tho chance OF making
Sir hrthur's closer acquaintance.
in that case" he said, I'll save you trouble.
Nv hrDtbar Ia n doctor m n 1T going hOma
and III send him. There's no immediate
hurry"
NO sir I don't tn ink So"
My brother shall be with your master in half
no hour"
Fisk worry glad to be saved q journey.
thanked the gentleman and went back TO tell
his master the doctor was coming
Sir Arthur had spent the evening inves-
tigaiing George Candlemas's blood stained
overcuat. and cursing his folly for alarming
tho possessor OF il instead of following him.
he felt hat he had made IL big mistake and
now the difficulty WAS how to repair it.
TO go to the police would be to go dead
against his own theory with regard to them.
Still he felt that he was mourning grave re-
sponshiity. lie had induced Mrs. Candlemas
70 i smis he detective to whom she was 60
ing to in / vt the case. and now that he had
&c uircd evidence that something serious had
happened TO the missing man, he had practi-
eally hinticred usticc by taking away from the
rossessor OF George Cand!emass overcoat the
link that IN GIT havo enabled the police to put
the whole chain together.
IN vain he turned TO his tavorite Gaboriau.
There was nothing In any OF tho stories to
guido him in such rredicament as this He
worried hmse all the evening, and at last he
went to bed. All night long he dreamed the
mos. terrible dreams. about dead bodies in
rlum-c olorel nvercoats. and in the morning
when he opened his eyes he had splitting
headache and parched tongue, and was de-
cdedly ieverish.
"Coniound it ALL" he said. this won't do.
I'm In for one of my bilious attacks"
He rang the bell, and when Fisk entered told
him to go for doctor. and Fisk deputed his
task to tho obHGing Mr.. Bnks.
What bit OF luck" cried Mr.. Binks ms Fisk
disappeared up the stairs OF the mansions.
Come along. Smith. directly we got round the
corner we must take q hanson and drive to the
Yard We can got there and back In three
quarters of AN hour If we're quick"
"What are you going to do. sir ?"
Il can't say what I'm going to do. but know
what hope I'm going to do"
And that is"
ITO find Just tho littl bit more evidence
want to connect this old gentleman with the
disappearance of George Candlemas."
You think he's been put out OF the way, do
your"
II think anythlng's possible, Smith. There's
Q lady In the case"
"Oh!"
Tho constable didn't make any further re-
mark. "A lady In the Case" was sufficient to
however terrible.
A grave-looking gentleman with gold eye
glasses and slightly sandy whiskers and hair
stood by the bedside OF Sir Arthur Strange
ways. With one hand he felt the patients
pulse-with the other he hold his watch and
Gazed at its face steadily In the accepted pro-
fessional manner.
Then unseen by the patient he furtively drew
from his pocket small photo. which he held
IN the palm of his left hand.
Its himl' he said to himself with a wild
contempt for gram mar. Then he put the photo
back and gazed intently at the patient.
HIM" said the doctor presently. Its moth
ing-don't make yourself uneasy. touch OF
bie-liver upset. that's all"
Wont you send me something 2-my heads
splitting"
"No-koep the head COOL Ahem, been worried
about anything lateiy?"
"A little"
All nothing like worry to upset the stom-
Ich."
oh. 1t was only little worry"
All. little worries. they are the doctors best
friends | assure you. Great troubles aren't
half the benetactors to the profession that these
little worries are"
You're suro my symptoms are not danger
GUS" said Sir Arthur.
Dangerous? What do you think you've got
smallpox typhoid, AsIatic cholera. galloplng
consumption Ell ?"
Sir Arthur smiled. NO don't mean that
Out 30 many things begin with a slight fever"
During the whole of this conversation the
doctor had been gazing inquiringly about the
Room, He noticed pipe on the mantelshelt
You smoke Smoke muchi"
Yes"
Ah-too many pines yesterday. perhaps"
Then the doctor wandered to the table. His
eyes were In every corner OF the room. Pres
entity he looked at the clothes which were ly-
Ing aud hanging about the room.
Do you wear flannel next the skim"
Yes. Always. I've been in India and de-
Veloped touch OF liver. l take a chill very
quickly"