The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1890-04-27
Thu GREAT MILL STREET MYSTERY,
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Jacobs WIFE, RoYs
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CHAPTER xxx.
DIR. PRICES SUSPICIOUS.

cover strength. jess nurSeQ MIN as aSSlQu-
4 ously as ever but she soon found that the
4 magic of her touch, the charm of her gen.
tleness, had lost its power. He shrank from
4 taking anything from her hand, he turned
away his face when she came near. So ex-
traordinary a distaste for her company
seemed to have developed itself, that even
the doctor noticed and remarked upon it.
What have you been doing to himg" he
asked jess bluntly enough one day, with a
nod in the direction of his patient.
Nothing" said Jess, with a scarlet flush
upon her face, and perceptible shrinking
from his gaze
Nothing? Why, you drive him into
frenzy every time you come near him. We
shall have to get another nurse"
"Do you think he hates me, then" Jess
asked, slowly.
Hates you? No." said DIR. Price in a
kinder tone, "but think that he has taken
one of those unaccountable fancies against
you, which patients do sometimes conceive
against their nurses. No doubt when he is
better it will pass"
II don't think it ever WILL" Jess muir
INJURED, meekiy.
Then somebody else mad better nurse
him, if you mean him to recover" DIR.
Price replied. "Has he no friends! He is
gentleman-one can see that. Hasn't
he any money? He must have some money,
or you wouldn't be able to get the things
you do"
1T is nearly all spent" said Jess.
''Tnen l had better ask him where his
friends live, and what we are to do in the
event of a-a-a relapse" said the doctor,
hesitating little before he said the last
word.
Jess looked little frightened, but said
nothing; and the doctor, therefore, spoke
out boldly to George Eastwood.
"My friendsl my address," said the sick
man, irritably. "What do you want them
for? Am going to diep
Not at ALL" said the doctor. "just yet, at
any rate; but you will make very little
progress toward recovery in this miserable
place"
81 had better die here, like a rat in a
hole" George answered, bitterly.
"Why so? Have you no friendsg'
There was a short pause before George
replied:
''Plenty of friends, if they knew where 1
was"
"Well ought they not to know?"
''When tell them" said George, rather
savagely, land not before"
Then he was ashamed of his ill-temper
and apologiZed.
''It's lying here so long that makes me
irritable, / suppose" he said.
"You ought to be removed. Win you go
to the hospitalp
mo. Butt George said almost as if he
were ashamed to bring out the words, Il
should not mind a hospital nurse"
The doctors eye fell upon jess. She was
sitting In a low chair in a corner, in a
crouching attitude. Her white face was
bent, her hands were clasped beneath her
chin. She looked listless, tired, and unhap-
G.fA H. L.
bent over his patient. and spoke in a lower
key.
'That young woman has nursed you with
great care and skill so far; are you tired Of
herg'
81 never wish to see her again." George
answered, closing his eyes.
''She seems very much attached to you. -
"You'l do me the greatest service in the
world, doctor, if you can get me away from
her-or her away from me-"
The doctor shrugged his shoulders, and
glanced at jess, wondering if she had
heard. She had covered her face with her
hands.
"Money will do anything" he said, dryly.
You need be under no concern about
that. I've plenty=when l have time to get
hold of it. I'll write to my bankers"
DR.. Price opened his eyes. A man lying
in this miserable hole, and tended only by
a woman of the people; friendless appar-
emily, and miserably ill. to talk of his
bankersl Either he was romancing, or he
was different even from what he seemed,
and even from what DR.. Price had sus-
pected him of being. Penniless gentleman
in trouble, and in hiding, he had often seen
before; but men with money at their COM
mand do not usually lie ill for weeks to-
gether in Whitechapel slum.
Find out quiet lodging for me, if you
can," said George, almost imperiously,
some place to which | can be easily re-
moved in a carriage; send me there with a
nurse-Hampstead or Wimbledon will do
and shall get better fast enough"
''Of course the expense will be considera-
bic" said the doctor.
81 tell you don't mind the expense. Get
me away from here, for heavens sake, or |
shall die in good earnest 1t is place
where have had horrible dreams"
And then he turned his face to the wall
and would say no more. The doctor went
away i'll a somewhat doubtful mood He
told himself that he was fool to believe a
man who had nothing but his word to offer
as a guarantee for his solvency; and at the
same time he knew in his own heart that he
did believe him. and was ready to make all
necessary arrangements on his beautifully
trusting that payment would be forthcom-
Ing when required.
Wood" he said to himself thinking of
the name that Jess had given him. wood.
1t tells nothing-a common name like that.
don't suppose it's his true name at all. I7s
an odd thing altogether. and it's my belief
that those two had something to do with the
Mill Street Mystery. l must look into it.
That woman, Black Sal, might tell me
something. l had better do nothing
about those lodgings until 1 have seen
Black Sal"
He went forthwith to the two places in
which Black Sal made her home, but he
was unfortunate in his quest.
Black Sal had been taken up for brawling
In the street, and had obtained a fortnight:
Imprisonment with hard labor. The doctor
came away disappointed. At the door Of
the lodging house in Buck street he passed
young woman in the coal-scuttle bonnet
and straight jacket peculiar TO members Of
the Salvation Army; he looked at her anc
stopped short.
Have you been i'll, Alice Drewr hi
asked, sharply.
NO. sir"
What's the matter thengn.
Trouble, SIR she said.
And then she burst into tears.
he looked at her keenly. He had known