Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1895-10-21

to add: you will, of course, interpret moth
ing that have said meant to influence
in the slightest degree the conduct of my
friends in a matter that apparently con-
Germs only themselves. Mr.. and Mrs. War
rem are their own judges as to what is
right to do
around, and when he departed Mrs. Warren
was standing in the doorway that led from
the Kitchen to the sick room. Golding near
the kitchen stove, and Elsie. her father and
the doctor in the hall. The latter three
went into the sick room.
I've done with appealing" exclaimed
Golding. after moment. Il demand the
privilege of speaking to Freeman. The
priest says he spoke to him. He'll speak to
me. I'm sorry to make trouble, but this is
my right and 1 intend to assert it,
This was spoken in voice that was per-
fectly audible In the spare room, and dur
fixed upon The patient. Mrs. Warren did
not stir. She leaned slightly against one
jamb of the door and extended her right
arm to the other indicating her resolution
TO prevent GoldinS from entering.
DIR. Mason bent to her ear and whispered:
Il advise letting him come in. 1 feel very
sure there will be no darger with your
family present. 1 will withdraw if you
like"
NO, stay" she returned, and she lowered
her arm.
You may come in," she said to Golding.
He stepped quickly forward with tri-
umphant expression and approached the
bed. Mr.. and Mrs. Warren stood just back
Of him, looking on with painful anxiety,
lille Elsie and the doctor were a little
apart, but still where they could see and
hear everything that happened. The pa
TENTS eyes opened as Golding bent over
him and asked:
Freeman, do you know me?"
Dutton gazed steadily into the mans
eyes for moment and then turned a va
cant, meaningless glance upon the others.
1t could not be said with certainty that he
had recognized his partner.
Freeman" whispered Golding, bending
lower and speaking with appealing earnest
ness, what have you done with-where is
the PRESIDENT"
The sick mans eyes took on a slightly
puzzled expression for an instant, and then
they closed while he sighed YEARLY.
Man. man. exclaimed Goding fever
ishly. aren't you going to tell me?''
Dutton remained motionless.
After moment of waiting, Golding
Strengthened up and gaZed fiercely at the
group about the bed Mrs. Warren glanced
inquirinsly at the doctor. evidently anxious
that the patient was being unduly excited
but Dr. Mason smiled i'll silence.
We'll" blurted Golding, striding across
the room. there are other ways. You've
got him in your power and under your con-
troll now: but We'll see, my fine friends.
We'll see!"
He unbolted the front door and went out
DR.. Mason motioned to his friends to fol-
low him. and led them into the sitting ROOM
You see, l was right, Mrs. Warren" re
said.
YES" she responded, with evident relief
but wasn't It dangerous experiment."
g! think not. Shall tell you why?"
All three looked their intense interest.
Il believe that the man is malingerins"
"Malngerirg." repeated Mrs. Warren
doubtfully, what does that mean?"
Your husband knows" responded the doc
tor, with smile.
"A malingerer, Martha" said Mr.. War
rem, lis soldier who feigns illness in order
to escape duty"
And you think Freeman is well. doctor?'
exclaimed Mrs. Warren, in amazement.
Hes not well, but the fever has abated;
he Is conscious, as we know, from the fact
that he talked with Father Reardon, even
if there was no other proof. 1 should call
him convalescent with every chance of
speedy recovery. 1 know nothing of his
reasons for felgning non compos mentis, hut
1t is pretty evident, isn't 1t, that he doesn't
intend to have any talk with your man
Golding? Believe me, Mr.. Dutton is perfect
ly able to speak, and speak as tntelligently
as any of u.s."