The Owosso times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1897-1926, 1897-11-19
CHAPTER VII.

off? don't understand.
1.-THE telegram for the bloodhound,
stupidr' laughed the doctor. "Haye
you forgotten already?"
"Oh, I remember johnson was to
bring Nebo. Did you get something to
eat?''
"Yes. But what the natter" asked
the doctor.
Hendricks tapped his forehead with
the tips of his fingers.
Ito let," he said. II shall put out
sign at once. 1t doesn' contain single
idea My brain is a mud puddle upon
the surface of which nothing floats"
why, l thought you were getting
along finely" replied Lampkin.
Hendricks walked to the window,
gazed out on the lawn for minute,
then whirled round suddenly and re-
turned to his companion.
II say, old man." said he, 81 sent
you away at exactly the wrong time"
why, what's happened?''
Hendricks foiled the question with
another.
"What is man like when he swoons?"
II don't understand. What do you
mean?" asked the doctor.
Hendricks shrugged his shoulders i'm
patiently.
Its your business to understand.
You are a doctor What did you study
medicine for? l mean what would a
man look like? How would he fall
down? What color would he 5e?''
''Ah, seel" said Lampkin thought
fully. "I'-
''No. You don't see Answer my
question.
"How can tell how he would fall?"
said Lampkin spiritedly. Different
men would fall different ways. A heavy
man would 60 down like tub Of sau-
sage meat, while thin man might top
pie over like billiard cue knocked
from q players hand. As to the color
of his face, it would be-let me see
about the color of a channels skin,
and'-
''Thunderi" calculated the detective.
"You mean flushed"
mans and cold and clammy. with beads
of perspiration standing on it,
Hendricks swore softly.
"You told me not ten days ago that
there was nothing for me to learn. and
yet just now was breaking my neck
to get water for swooning man with
a face as red as beet. I'm an ass. -
who swoonedf"
Nobody, d-n it, according to your
own diagnosis Ralph Benton, however.
did capital piece of acting. He keeled
over beautifully just before his name
was called as witness. -
''And didn't testifyr'
mo; 1 didn't care for his testimony,
though"
well, then, what's the matter?''
Matter? Do you suppose I want to
bo hopping like mad after water before
all those people to give water to a
young ass who is playing off on me?"
What are you going to do about it?"
''Geteven with him before this thing
is done with. Let's 60 into the hall.
We are losing time.'
The library door opened, and Miss
Hastings looked in.
"Oh, beg pardoni' she said, start
ing to withdraw.
tits all right" said Hendricks,
quickly stepping toward'he "We were
just going out. How is Mr.. Bentonf"
"He is BETTER replied Miss Has
tings. "He is in his sisters room, sit
ting mp"
"We were just starting to look around
the house a Bit" said Hendricks.
would ron pind telling as which is
your room and the one formerly occu-
pied by Mr.. Jacob Benton?"
"Mine is at the head of the front
stairs ON the right as you 60 up" re-
piled Miss Hastings. "Mr. Benton's
was next to it, between my room and
his laboratory"
"Thank you. And Miss Benton's
room isl
"On this floor, back of the sitting
room. after yon cross the narrow pas
sage"
"Mr. Montcastle's is opposite hers,
believe" went on Hendricks.
eyes"
"Mr. Ralph Benton rooms up stairs,
presume.
eyes, across the hall from his ia
theirs apartment"
"Thank you,'' said Hendricks, with
q pleasant smile and bow. 1--WE want
to look the premises over and shall be-
Gin at the bottom. "Come on, doctor. ~
The detective led Lampkin from the
library and down long hall into which
several doors opened. As they were
passing Miss Benton's room they heard
voices within.
s'Montcastle is there" whispered
Hendricks over his shoulder, ''and
while they are OBTAINING him I want to
peep into his chamber"
The next minute he laid his hand Oh
the knob of Montcastle's door. 1t was
locked. The detective smiled broadly as
he took heavy bunch Of keys from his
pocket and began to try them in the
lock.
"Swiped 'em from Jane during the
INQUEST be laughed. ''She had 'em