Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1898-04-18

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Hendricks said nothing when Kola
had concluded, and the adept, after
studying the face of his master for
minute, sat down.
DR.. La1npkin swung his microscope
to one side and began to place the glass
slips into an envelope.
Very strange, indeed, he remarked,
his glance bent on his visitors. "a
hospital certainly was the proper place
for man in Aliens condition 1 won
der how DR.. Burton could hope to bene-
fit him at lodging house, and in such
a quarter as that. Allen is not without
means, it would seem. You'd better
work on that idea, gentlemen.
eve can't 60 any farther i'll that
direction row. said Hendricks impa-
tiently. He rose and began to walk to
and fro, his hands clasped behind him.
"You think not, sir?'' asked Kola,
the animation gone from his counte-
nance.
NO." answered the detective, stop
ping at window and looking into the
street. eff you can't connect Allen
with the crime by other evidence than
tackle him on his deathbed. Look here,
fellows. You have two heads. Stick
them together and tell me something
explain one simple, little thing. Give
me a reason for the bullet from old
Benton's gun being stopped by rotten
plank that would not impede the prog
ress of "a homeward bound honeybee it
it struck it fair header.
The adept smiled gloomily and shook
his head.
sit seems to me- jested Lampkin,
"that you have bullet On the brain. l
can see no reason why the ball may not
have plowed through the ground, slowed
up little and then risen and struck
the summer house.
''Bosh!" exclaimed Hendricks. sit
went direct 1t struck the wall at ex
actly the height of old Benton's armpit
from the ground. For God S sake, don't
speak!'' Hendricks whirled round from
tae window, his eyes dancing with ex
G1tament. doc, you have given me a
g>ecious pointer! 1t is coming! All, ye
guds, have it have It'll No, am
not exactly positive. I want proof.
Lampkin and the adept stared at him
speechlessly as he began again to pa 3
the floor, his hands linked and twisted
together. Suddenly he stopped at the
table and picked up the bullet.
81 say, Lampkin," he said in voice
that quivered, "put this under your
glass and tell me if you detect on it cor
puscles of blood. %
Lampkin started.
by Jove!' he exclaimed. "An in
FAINT could have thought of that. -
lyon can bet your life an infant
didn t." joked the detective. I'm "a
veteran, am. -
"What is it?'' asked Kola, rising in
to the light of the doctors lamp.
His question vas ignored. Lampkin s
fingers trembled as he placed the bull
let on a piece of glass and slid it into
place. He seemed scarcely to breath as
he turned the piece of lead first one way
and then another.
"Well?'' said Hendricks, with bated
breath. "Do you see any?"
Hundreds of them," replied the
doctor. "You may look for yourself. If
you II wait, will scrape some off on
to a glass, and then you can see them
more clearly"
NO; L II take your WORD Tor IL, SAID
Hendricks. "Poor DEVIL He has had
hard time keeping his secret. 30
Faced death to do it. too,'' said
Lampkin. ''For a long time he was
afraid to confide even in a physician.
81 understand now,'' said Kola bash
fully. ''Shall you 60 to him?''
"Want to go, doctor?" asked Hen
bricks.
81 shouldn't like to miss the climax -
SECT your chapeau, then. Once more,
old man, you have put me on the right
track by an inadvertent observation. -