Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1902-06-26
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| terrible for those poor girls"
"of course I do. She will have a key
70 your trouble. Ii is a dreadfully rusty
one and will want a deal OF oillng De-
| fore II IS used, but there 1t is"
where, my dear fellow whereT pa
vid asked. 49,,
why in the Sussex county hospl,a,'
of course. The man may die, in when
case everything must be sacrinceo IN
order to save your good name. on the
other hand, he may get better n theh
he will tell us all about ="
He might. On the other hand. ne
might plead ignorance. 1t Is possible
| for him to suggest that the whole al
| fair was merely a coincidence, so far as
he was concerned"
Eyes; but he would have to explain
how he burgled your house. n what
business he had to get himseif hail-
murdered in your conservatory. Let us
get out here and walk he rest OF the
way 10 your house. Our cabby knows
ouite enough about us without having
definite views as to your address
The cabman was dismissed with a
handsome doucaur, and the two turned
| off the front at the corner or Eastern
| Terrace. Late Us Ii was, there were q
| few people lounging under the hospital
wall, where there was a suggestion CT
| activity about the building unusual at
| that time of The night. A rough-look-
ing fellow who seemed to have followed
iseil and steel from the front. dropped
into seat by the hospital gates and ala
his head back, rs II utterly worn out.
lust inside the gates a man was smok-
ing a cigarette.
"Halloa Cross!" David cried, you are
out late to-nicht!"
Heavy night" Cross responded, sleep
fly. with half a score of accidents to
finish with. Some of Palmer OF Ling
fields private patients thrown or a
coach and brought here in the ambu-
lance. Unless I am greatly mistaken,
this Is Hatherly Bell with you"
THE same" Bell said, c~heerfully. Il
~recollect you in Edinburgh. So some Of
Palmer's patients have come to grief!
| Most of his special cases used to pass
through my hands"
1--WE got one here tonight who re-
collects you perfectly we'll" said Cross
He's got a dislocated shoulder, u
otherwise he's doing well. Got a mania
that he's a doctor who murdered a pa
tent"
Electric light anything to do with the
story?" Bell asked, eagerly.
That's the man. Seems to have a
wonderfully brilliant intellect If you can
only keep him off that topic. He spot
ted you in North street, yesterday, and
seemed wonderfully disappointed to find
you had nothing whatever to do with
this institution"
eff he is not asleep" Bell suggested.
"and you have no objection
Cross nodded and opened the gate.
Before passing inside Bell took the
rolled-up Rembrandt from his breast
pocket and handed II TO David.
Take care Of this for me-" he whis-
psred. I'm going inside. I've dropped
upon an old case that interested me
very much years ago, and I'd like to see
my patient again. See you In the
morning, I expect. Goodnight"
David nodded in reply and went his
way. It was intensely quiet and still
now; the weary loafer at the outside
hospital seat had disappeared. There
was nobody to De seen anywhere as Da-
vid placed his key in the latch n
| opened the door. Inside the hall light
was burning, and so was the shaded
electric lamp In the conservatory. The
study leading to the conservatory was
in darkness. The effect of the light be-
hind was artistic and pleasing.
It was with a sense Of comfort and
relief that David fastened the door be-
hind him. without putting up the light
in the study David laid the Rembrandt
on the table, which was Immediately
below the window in his work room.
The night was hot; he pushed the top
sash down literally.
81 must get that transparency re-
moved" ne m%urmured, land have the
window filed with stained glass. The
stuff is artistic, but 1t is so frankly
what IT assumes to be-"