The Red Cloud chief., 1900-10-12
CHAPTER VII.

- "'p ht h'At hdy btlOIt Enut1b "
was able to call upon DR.. Bunthorne.
You are interested In these people,
Enderby?" said the doctor, looking at
the young man sharply.
DR.. Bunthorne was a clever man OF
middle age, whom Paul had known for
many years.
Were o aware the sick man had
a doctor of his W attending him
DIR. Lyndon. whom | know by name
and report?"
Il was aware Of that, DR.. B%unthorne,
though did not mention 1t to you for
g professional etiquette, of which
you doctors make a divinity, should
prevent your going. The truth is, I'm
afraid, DR.. B%unthorne, what I am GO
ing to say will be held as confiden-
tial?"
Certainly. At the same time, you
know, my dear Enderby, medical men
make it a rule never to hear anything
to each others disadvantage"
More Of YOU etiquette!" cried En-
derby. We'll, I'm not going to say
anything against your brother-profes-
sional; I'm simply going to ask your
advice"
Very briefly he told how he had first
met Jasmine Lloyd. and then repeated
the incident of his last visit, and Jas
mines statement about the strange at
tacks to which her father had twice
succumbed.
DR.. Bunthorne listened in silence,
and when Paul ceased, he asked:
DO you happen to have this bottle
Of medicine with your"
Enderby produced II from an inner
pocket. and laid II on DR.. Bunthorne's
table. II was "A largish bottle, with the
label on which "Hypophosphates" was
printed still upon 1t.
The doctor lifted II and looked at it
critically. There was a very small
quantity of light-colored fluid at the
bottom. The doctor uncorked 1t. and
applied his nose to the mouth.
Seems all right" he said critically.
However, o leave 1t with ME, and |
shall have 1t analysed by my own ana
lytical chemist. | don't half like the
business. mind you: still. as you have
applied to me-. I feel bound to satisfy
you so far. But, you know, thing Is
absurd. DR.. -. the man we speak
of, has the highest reputation"
What should you say Mr.. Lloyd
was suffering FROM" Enderby inter-
rupted.
observation-disclosures hardly cares to
say from a first examination. 1t looks
rather like an epileptie attack from
your description. He seemed all right
when | saw him. only his mind was
wandering a bit; he evidently did not
know who or what | was"
And yet when | spoke to him a few
days e he was perfectly sensible,
and as sane as you or l." said Ender-
by. ID attacks of this kind you
speak of not affect the mind perma-
nently.""
Usually" W the doctor dry
ly. But, U course. there are cases of
periodical insanity. | should say this
IL one"
As Paul Enderby walked slowly
away from the doctors West End
house. he asked himself IL perhaps he
had been tool asty In forming his con-
clusions? Had his instructive dislike
OF DIR. Lyndon misled him? IL David
Lloyd and the man Gerard were one
and the same personals he felt sure
they were-was 1t not very likely that
Sir Henry Lennox's account was the
correct one, and that the crime of five
years age had been committed in a III
of temporary mental alteration?
He was very busy after that for "A
day or two. A brief had been put into
his hands. and he had to be a good
deal with his solicitor.
He was glad to be occupied lust
then. Ii kept him from thinking OF
Cecil Lennox, as he imagined he
should do had he much leisure. He
IA beer In love with her of that he
had no doubt, and he had lost her for
ever. IL was natural he should feel
such a blow deeply.
And yet, when leisure did come, the
singular thing was that IL was not
Cecil Lemons face which came up In
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persistently. II was the soft, delicate
face, half-child's, half-woman's. of
Jasmine Lloyd.
Towards the end OF the week he
made up his mind to go and see them.
He was turning round the. corner
which led to Burden Mansions when a
closed carriage drove rapidly past him.
Something In the turnout seemed
familiar to Enderby. He glanced at It,
and as II rolled past him he caught a
glimpse of the inmate-Sir Henry Len
nox, leaning back on his cushions, his
hands idly crossed or his knees, his
eyes upon them, his face CHASTITY pale!
Could he have been seeing David
Lloyd? The thought flashed through
Enderby's mind. only to be dismissed
instantly. But he hurried on towards
the block of dull gray buildings. and In