Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1895-12-06

anything, but If cths professor is really
afraid OF you perhaps he would stop if you
v ere to go down. n o.
who is with him?ss
seys voice once. The professor cried at
one time I'll kill y9u! and there was
The doctor shuddersd. Could it be that
that mailman was teoinmittins violent muir.
Ger, and was there no way to prevent him?
If Philbrick were. once more in reach! He
could he sent to the. village and be made
of some use in bringing about the pro-
lessons arrest. Ihere was nothing now
but to stop the present scene, if possible,
and then send Mrs. Williams to Squire
Taylor's with the Information necessary
to start 81 mmary proceedings.
81 will go down.; said the doctor quietly.
Have no fear for, me, but Oh no account
whatever leave the room before I return,
not even for a half minute, mother Re
n ember."
mo. that would alarm Amelia. Go in
and talk with her about her coming to our
house tomorrow. l wish it."
Mrs. Williams gave her son a significant
glance and went into the chamber. The
doctor hurried downstairs to the dining
room. Professor Drummond, exceedingly
flushed and painting heavily. was just COM
ing in from the basement stairway.
Whats up?"
Il came down to ask that, SIR respond
ed the doctor. at needs no apology under
any circumstances when your violent
threats are to be heard all over the house"
Nothing wrong with dear Amelia, l
hope" inquired the professor, ignoring the
doctors implied question.
What have You been doing below there?'
Oh l see you are still disturbed by my
nervous temper. It's nothing, DOCTOR
rothing, l assure you. My servants irri-
tated me- that was all. 1 should have
hl1 of Ar1oa tod
voice. l am sorry l disturbed her."
The doctor look d contemptuously at the
professor and made for the basement door,
Where are you going?" asked the pro-
fessor, getting in his way.
Il am going downstairs to see whether
any mischief has been done. Stand aside"
I'D rather not"
The professors face assumed it's most
on the stairs.
oh" he said. 1.-THE objects of your solicit
tCde are evidently coming up to show you
what has happened Wen. let them come"
He threw open the door and stepped aside.
Mrs. Appleton and Betsey came in. The
formers eyes were discolored and both
women were crying. They stopped alb
rUptly when they saw the doctor.
Nothing eSpet tally wrong you see,"
sneered the professor.
The doctors heart boiled with indgna-
ton.
Professor Drummond," he cried, you're
madI"
To his intense surprise, the professor
started back, raised his hand to his brow,
and stared al the doctor in ahject terror.
Martha, Betsey," he said, hoarSely, after
a moment, go DOWN stairs again. or to your
rooms, anywhere out of my sight. 1 shan't
trouble you again.
The women went out of the room to the
broad hall, and the doctor heard them going
upstairs. Professor Drummond sank upon
d chair. I.
Doctor Williams he said, unsteadily
you are not man. with all your quick
temper, to say n thing like that hastily.
I've felt it coming on. Do you think I'm
nlad?"
He sbudiered and groaned at the thought
of it.
Il can explain your conduct on no other
hypothesis" replied the doctor. firmly.
He would have added something to the
effect that the professor should submit to
special treatment, foi. a hope occurred sud
denly that 10y this nlsans he might bring the
Fairvew troubles to- some sort of concll-