The Scranton tribune. [volume] (Scranton, Pa.) 1891-1910, 1895-03-27

him; they were no more to him than
the soft thick fur of the cat in his
laboratory. which he stripped off her
body that he might lay bare her spinal
cord; the pretty. warm skin was moth
ing TO science.
He had saved the life of Andreis be-
cause it had interested him and recon-
pensed him to do so: he had Travelled
with him for year because it suited
him financially to do SO; but he had
never liked him, he had never been
touched by any one of the many gem
erous and delicate acts of the young
man. nor by the trust which the mother
Of Andreis continually expressed in
her letters to himself. Where Jealousy
sits on the threshold of the soul good
ness and kindness and faith knock in
vain for admittance. Envy is hatred
in embryo and only waits in the womb
of time for birth.
one day Veronica asked him to go
and see an old servant of the Laranigra
household who was very Ill and In hos
pital; they had begged him not to go to
the hospital. but he had wished TO do
SO. and had been allowed 10 fulfill his
wish. Damer went to see him. He
found the man at deaths door with
cancer of the food and air passages.
IF he be not operated on he will die
In n week" said pamer,
None Of the hospital surgeons dared
perform such an operation.
Il will operate If you consent" said
Damer.
The surgeons acquiesced.
"Will Blancon recover" asked Yer
onica. when he returned and told her
on what they had decided.
In his present state he cannot live a
week" replied Damer, evasively.
docs he wish for the operation?'
He can be no judge. He cannot
know his own condition"
but il will be frghtful suffering"
He will be under anesthetics."
But will he recover"
Madame am not the master OF
fate"
But what is probable?"
What is certain is that the man viii
die If left as he is"
He performed the operation next day
The man ceased to breathe as II was
ended: the shock to the nervous sys
tenn had killed him. When Veronica
heard that he was dead she burst int
tears.
oh why, oh, why she said passion
ately to Damer, later in the day. III
you knew he must die. did you torture
him in his last moments?"
Il gave him( chance" he replied in
differently. Anyhow he would neveI
have survived the operation more thar
q few weeks"
why did you torture him with /
them" said Veronica. Indignantly.
1t was rare and almost unique op
portunity. l have solved by it doub
which has never been solved beftr,
human subject"
She shrank from him in horror.
You are wicked mani she said
family. "Oh. how | wish. how | wish
had never asked you to see my poo
Biancon. He might have lived"'
He would most certainly have died,
said Damer, unmoved The life of ;
man at sixty is not an especially valu
able thing, and l belive he did moth
ing all his life except polish your pal
ace floors with beasWaX or oil; forge
which it is thsy use in Venice"
| She looked at him with mixture 0
horror and fear.
But you have killed hlnl!--and yol
can jest"
II did not kill him. His diseas
killed him" replied Damer, with cain
indifference. And his end has been
source of knowledge. / should wisl
my own end to he as fruitful"
She shuddered, and motioned to hin
to leave her.
eco away go away, you have n,
heart, and no conscience"
! Damcr smiled slightly.
~ have a scientific conscience: it i
rs good as o moral one and does bette
work"
Andreis began to desire the exile o
/ his companion, though his loyalty with
held him from trying to obtain 1t b.
/ any unfair means or unjust attack
/ lie began to perceive that Damer hat