Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1892-01-21
vi min TOMORROW morning"


Miss Eustace down on Broadway with
his horses" said Dorison family HE
did not recognize me-"
Arriving at Dorisons apartments, to
which they were rapidly driven, Cath
cart and the officer devoted themselves
to the treatment recommended by the
surgeon, after which, and putting Dori-
son into his bed, Cathcart dismissed the
officer, with instructions to 10 to his
rooms in Bond street early in the morn
ing and bring what mail he might find
there to him before nine. Then he laid
himself down on the lounge to sleep.
The treatment he had been subjected
to eased the pain that Dorison had been
suffering from, yet he lay a long time
unable to sleep. The events of the day
and evening had been many and STAR
ting. They We're destined to have very
considerable influence upon his life.
Just what, he could not tell, but one
thing was certain, it would now be turn
ed into another channel than that he had
followed for the past eight years. Though
he tossed on his bed because of the ex-
element of the day, Cathcart slum bered
so peacefully and easily that Dorison
became unreasonably provoked with
him
However, as tho morning light
streamed into the windows, he fell into a
sleep. from which he was aroused shortly
after eight by Cathcart and hidden to
dress and partake Of the breakfast he
had sent for He was barely prepared
for it when the officer entered with Nh
Cathcarts mail.
Among the letters was a telegram
which Cathcart opened. Reading it, he
handed it to Dorison, with an expression
of satisfaction and the remark:
"Confrmations are beginning to come"
Dorison read it, 1t ran:
"Langdon was known as Harry Parish
here seven years ago-then a mere boy;
afterward he got into prison Turned
up in Chicago five years ago as Harry
LangdOn. See letter mailed tonight"
That settles that part of the theory"
remarked Cathcart.
Having partaken of the breakfast
Cathcart proposed to set out to call upon
DR.. Fassett.
TO this Dorison demurred. His arm,
though stiff and sore needed no more
treatment than had been given it.
But Cathcart said:
mo, took advantage of your acct
dent to get to DR.. Fassett naturally, and
we must go to fulfill the purpose was
baked in last night. How much Fas-
sett may know about Langdon is uncer-
tain, but propose to obtain all he does
know Your injury gives us the natural
excuse"
Therefore they set out. On arriving
at the house of the physician and enter
ing, the reception room was found to be
not only full. but actually crowded.
DR. Fassett happened to be in the hall
at the moment Of entering, and said:
81 am afraid you will have to wait
little, tor have nice operation on
hand" To his attendant he said, James,
take these gentlemen into my private
Office" and disappeared.
The attendant was evidently aston
ished. I've been with DR.. Fassett three
years" he said, as he led the way, hut
I've never known this to occur before,
though I've seen them sitting in the hail
before this"
Cathcart whispered to the officer to
remain in the hall
The private Office of the physician was
a small room, evidently an extension
from the main building, for it was light
I'd pleasantly from the side,
Between the two windows was n small
roller top desk In the center fat table
where the physician evidently did his
writing AT one window was large
operating chair. but devoted by its owner
to the purpose of ease. A low easy chair,
into which Dorison dropped, was on the
side Of the center table, opposite to that
on which the writing chair stood In
the corner was an iron safe, the heavy
door Of which was open, the inner one
only being closed.
SO soon as the door was shut upon the
attendant Cathcart began minute ex-
animation of the room, much to Dori-
sons annoyance, who thought his com
panion was displaying an impertinent
curiosity.
He even opened the portfolio of the
doctor and turned over its leaves. Be
tween two of them was letter partly
written, and Cathcart did not scruple to
read it. Nor a letter addressed to the
physician,
Unable to contain himself longer, Dor
ison protested, intilnating that it was
highly improper to read the private pa
pers of gentleman who had trusted
them to the extent of turning them into
his own private room.
To this Cathcart made no answer, but
asked coolly;
Didn't that woman say that Largdon
had some hold Oh DR.. FassettS"
Yes"
And young Eustace suspected some
thing of the kind from the way in which
Langdon treated FasSett?"
"Yes."
"Well, they are both right" should
judge, from these things This letter"
taking up one, sis signed Harry and
intimates that they must have some
more business from the doctor or the