The Kinsley graphic. [volume] (Kinsley, Kan.) 1890-1940, 1898-04-15
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the two rooms, but DIR. Lampkin held
| it behind him as he leaned against one
of the folding doors so that WarrentOn
could see Whidby's bed. The colonel
could see the face of the hypnotist. His
| great flashing eyes were fixed on the
| sleeper, his brows contracted; all his
| mental force seemed concentrated upon
one idea.
Come, get up, get up!" he said, pres
emily. in a tone of command.
WILDLY caught his breath audibly. as
one suddenly waking from sleep. He
turned over, rose slowly, and put his
feet on the floor. "Come, stand up!" the
hypnotist ordered, firmly. WILDLY
obeyed, looking as if he were wide
awake. do as you were told to do on
the night of the 10th of June. Do it, l
say! don't hesitate"
Slowly WILDLY walked toward the
window at the head of his bed, but with
n yard of it he suddenly stopped, threw
up his hand in front of him with a re-
pellent gesture, and retreated backward
to the center of the room. do it, I
say!" repeated the hypnotist. Once
more WILDLY slowly approached the win
dow, with his hand outstretched, but
again. with the same gesture, he stopped
and retreated to the center of the room.
The colonel witnessed the whole pro-
ceedings. He fancied he saw an ex-
preston of veXation on the face of the
hypnotist, every muscle of which
seemed drawn, every vein about to
burst. His large eyes seemed to start
from their sockets. For the third time,
though now no word was spoken,
WILDLY approached the window, and
then, with deep sigh and strange
child-like whimper, he returned to his
bed and sat down on the side of it.
Ten minutes passed. The hyprotist
stood like statue. A thrill of sudden
fear passed over the colonel. Could
any man be sane with that look on his
face? Some one passed along the street
whistling, and carrying lantern. Its
light danced about on the walls for an
instant. In the flashes the colonel
saw WILDLY had covered his face with
his hands.
''Come, get up!" In the awful silence
the tones sounded like clap of thunder.
The colonel heard them ringing in
echoes in the hall. WILDLY rose, passed
the folding doors, and entered Strong's
room. The hypnotist released the por-
there. letting it fall across the opening,
and cautiously followed Whrtoy who
slowly approached the foot of the bed
and then went round to the right and
bent over the colonel. The young man
was breathing hard and excitedly. He
felt the colonel's body through the COW
ering, and then, turning it down at the
top, he pressed his fumbling fingers
against Warrenton's bare throat two or
three times, then drew himself up, and,
turning, went slowly back towards the
portiere. He caught it with his right
hand. drew it aside and passed in.
DIR. Lampkin was close behind him,
followed by Warrenton. They drew
the portiere aside just in time to see
WILDLY strike the chair which was be-
tween him and the bed. He grasped
the top of it with his right hand and
leaned so far forward that the others
thought he was going to lose his bal
ance and fall on his face. However, he
recovered his equilibrium, and paused
to replace the shirt, which had fallen on
the floor. Then he lay down on the bed,
turned his face from them and closed
his eyes.
The hypnotist bent over him. "Sleep,
sleep!" he commanded. Then he turned
to the colonel, look of disappointment
on his face. "Poor chap! I am sorry
for him. It looks very much as if he
had been made to commit the deed. 1
understand now what caused him to
have a slight remembrance of touching
the chair. picking up the shirt, and so
on. When he stumbled and almost fell
that night, the hypnotizer was so fear
full of the noise his fall would make that
for an instant he lost control of his sub
iect; but he regained it in "a moment,
and put him to sleep. What was that?
1 thought heard a sound in the other
ROOM"
Don't be frightened; it is L." sound
ed from behind a screen in a corner, and
man in broad-brimmed slouched hat,
long whiskers and linen ulster rose into
view. he drew off his hat and his false
beard, bowed and smiled. Doctor, we
are not strangers" he said. Pardon
my lack of ceremony. confess I have
been spying on your movements. Ihad
to see what was going on, and in my
own way"
"Minard Hendricks, by Jove!" ejacu-
lated the doctor. 81 should never have
dreamed of your being here at such a
time. This is Col. Warrenton, a friend of