Willmar tribune., 1897-12-28
CHAPTER XVI.

CIenCS sat In a. row against the wall, cacl
awaiting his turn. Hendricks sat down
at the end of the row, crossed his legs
and soon became deeply absorbed in
Thought.
Presently he heard q cough, and,
looking up, saw the doctor beckoning
to him from the Office door. Hendricks
rose and went in.
DIR. I.ampl>in was laughing heartily
"You don't know how comical you
looked" he said. '"You were sitting be-
side the worst old morphine reprobate
in New York. He had a sleepy stare in
his eyes, and with yours you were try
ing to dig an idea out of a spot in the
carpet. Why didn't you come right in
If you had only sent up your name, you
need not have waited a minute"
II didn't want to get in ahead OF
anybody" replied the detective, with a
good-natured smile. II thought I'd take
my turn. and get you to focus some of
your magic on me-"
"What is your complaint"
"Stupidity. L understand you can
cure Il great many mental troubles.''
GLOW does the disease affect you?"'
"Keeps me from attending to busi-
ness. I am continually chasing fancies
which lead nowhere. But, jokes aside,
want you for awhile this afternoon, if
you can get off,
''l'm at your service
''But the-these patients?
."Oh, my assistant can dispose of them
easily. Business is very light to-day.
Besides am dying to do something in
the Strong case. The truth is, Iwant to
help that young man out. took great
liking to him the night saw him lying
there helpless, going through that
bloody role. And his girl-Miss Del
mar-did you ever see herr"
"You know know her. What are
you talking about"'
''That's fact. ia 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
hypnotist answering the description
have given you of our man?"
"Not a thing, so far, but don't de-
spair of doing SO soon. But what are
we going to do to-day?"
II want you to 60 over to Brooklyn
with me. think the only thing now is
to find out how the fellow uSed that ad-
Dress"
''Perhaps he lives there"
'Hardly likely; but we shall see"
In Is minutes the two men were on
the bridge cars, 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,
looking at the numbers on the plate
glass over the doors.
"By Jove! there, you are-directly op-
posite," exclaimed DR.. Lampkin.
That's 234. and no mistake about it.
Now for an interesting climax or a
downright failure" And he started to
cross the street.
''Stop, d-n it," cried Hendricks,
looking straight ahead of him and walk
ing on. "Come along" :
"What's 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. Henceforth I'm going to hold my
tongue and act only as you direct" said
DR.. Lampkin.
"Well 60 to the end of the block, and
cross over," Hendricks returned. His
brow was wrinlsled, 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
be sadly mistaken, but am afraid we
are on a wild-goose chase, The house
looks like the respectable home Of mid
dle-class people. IF it had been a lodg-
ing house, or cheap boarding place, the
outlook would have been more encour-
aginE."~ So.
"How do you know it isn't one or the
other?" asked the doctor.
'"Door plate, for one thing; and then
1t is too clean" was the reply, just as
they reached the steps. ''Now we'll see
what name is on sthe plate. BY Jove!
hang me If it isn't Champney! don't
/ like things that look SO easy"
/. A servant girl answered the ring.
:"Does Frederick Champney live
here?" asked the detective.
The girl stared for an instant in sur
prise, then she recovered herself with
start, as if she had suddenly recol-
lected something. #>"* g..
''Oh, I suppose you're the teacher,'' y
che; said. HE IS upstairs, a-studyin'
bis lessons. I'll call him.. ......
Hendricks bowed. s.;s;@.:>: !. r.. =.
Wen wait for him in the parlor,' he