Abilene weekly reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1888-1935, 1897-10-21
ABILENE WEEKLY REFLECTOR ABLtN KANSAS OCTOBER A TWEE PAGES

liking to Tim the night l saw him lying
there helpless, going through that
bloody role. And his girl-Miss Del
mar-did you ever see her?"
"You know know her. What are
you talking about?'
That's fact. I'd forgotten. She is
simply lovely; and | admire her pluck.
I'd like to thrash that father OF hers.
But what do you propose"
"Have you found out anything about
a hypnotist answering the description
have given you OF our man."
"Not a thing, 50 far, but ! don't de-
spair of doing so soon. But what are
we going to do to-day"
Il want you to go over to Brooklyn
with me. think the Only thing now is
to find out how the fellow used that adj
dress"
"Perhaps he lives there
Hardly likely; but we shall see.'
In Is minutes the two men were on
the bridge ears, crossing the river to
Brooklyn. Reaching the other side,
they continued on the elevated road to
Union street, where they alighted.
Then they walked along the pavement,
cooking at the numbers on the plate
glass over the doors.
by Joye. there you directly OPP
posite," exclaimed Dr. Iampkin.
| That's o3i, and no mistake about it.
Now for an interesting climax or a
downright failure" And he started to
ross the street.
"Stop, d-n it," cried Hendricks,
looking straight ahead of him and walk
ing on. Come along"
whats the matter?" asked the doc
tor, in a low tone, as he caught up with
his companion.
Nothing serious; no harm done; but
We must approach the place more
More casually, SO to speak, than that.
Suppose we had crossed there, some one
in the house might have seen us and
been aware Of our approach
"You are right: | never thought of
that. llenceforth I'm going to hold my
tongue and act only as you direct" said
DR.. Lampkin.
"We'll 60 to the end of the block, and
cross over" Hendricks returned. His
brow was wrinkled, and the doctor saw
that he was inwardly disappointed
about something. They had reached
the end of the block and crossed over
before Hendricks spoke again: II may
he sadly mistaken, but ! am afraid we
are on a wild-goose chase. The house
looks like the respectable home Of mid
dle-class people. II it had been lodg-
ing house, or cheap boarding place. the
outlook would have been more encour-
aging"
slow do you know it isn't one or the
other??" asked the doctor.
door plate, for one thing: and then
il is too clean" was the reply, just as
they reached the steps. "Now we'll see
what name is on the plate. By Jove!
hang me If it isn't Champney! don't
like things that look so easy"
A servant girl answered the ring.
docs Frederick Champney live
here?" asked the detective.
The girl stared for an instant in sur
prise, then she recovered herself with
start, as II she had suddenly recol-
lected something.
"0h, ] suppose you're the teacher"
she said. "He is upstairs. a-studyin'
bis lessons. III call him"
Hendricks bowed
swell wait for him in the parlor." he
said, glancing into room on the right
Of the hall.
"very well, sir. He'll be right down"
The girl closed the outside door, and
went up the stairs. DR.. Lampkin sat
down, watching his companions face
curiously. Hendricks remained stand
ing where he could observe the stairs
through the half-open door. He bent
towards the doctor.
"I'll do the talking, tits well that she
takes us for some one he is waiting
for. 1t may throw him of his guard,
unless he suspects-Ilang it! feel as
if ought to have gone up to his ROOM
He put his hand into his sack coat
pocket and, with a cautious look into
the hall, drew out revolver and handed
it to Lampkin. Hide it, but have it
ready to draw. Remember, we don't
know what sort of man we are going to
meet, nor his humor. Let me manage
him, but if he should happen to get the
crop on me, come to my assistance.
"All right" replied the doctor. you
can depend on me-"
Hendricks took another look into the
hall
81 hadn't the slightest idea we should
run up on this" he said. Il told you !
wanted treatment for stupidity. Some
thing is radically wrong with me-
'Sh!"
There was q sound of footsteps on the
floor overhead, clatter on the stairs
and a boy II or 10 years of age, very
neatly dressed, came into the room hur'
riedly. He stopped short, and his eyes
widened in establishment.
I'll beg your pardon" he STAN