Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1906-08-19

Mrs Slocum looked at the doctor with a
wide cape of surprise.
Thought you knew" said she. His
name is Meserve. Mr.. Edward Meserve, and
If he has come and went, and not told
where. he was good pay, and IL he was
took sick whilst he was to my house. I
could have asked twice as much as did
before. I'd like to know what right you
had to take my boarder to the hotel. He
was my boarder He want your boarder.
1 want him fetched right back. That's what
/ have came for"
Mrs. Slocum," said Gordon in a hard
voice, Mr.. Meserve is too sick to be moved,
and his. disease may be contagious You
might lose all your other boarders, and,
whether he RECEIVERS or not, you would be
obliged to fumigate your house, and have
his room repapered and plastered."
He's got money enough to pay for it,
Mrs Slocum said doggedly.
How do you known"
You think he ain't?"
Gordon looked imperturbable.
Tie always paid me regular, and he amt
been to meals or to home nights two-thirds
of the time"
Gordon said nothing.
You mean IL my other boarders went,
and the room had to be done over, he aim
got money enough to make it good?'
- Gordon said nothing. The woman f1dget-
ed "Well,' said she, IF there's any doubt
of It, mebbe he is better off here Sud-
denly she gave a suspicious glance at Cor
don. Say said she, 1.-The room here will
have to be done over. Who's goin' to pay
for that?" =.
The room is Isolated replied Gordon
briefly. =
The woman stared. She evidently did not
know the meaning of the word.
WELL" said she at last. eff the room is
insulted. it will have to be done over. Who's
going to pay for that?"
II am" So.
well, 1 don't see why you couldn't pay
me for that as well as Mr.. Evans"
Don't you?"
well, I do. Now, Mrs Slocum, I really
have no more time to waste Mr. Meserve
Is a very sick man, and 1 have to go to
him. / came down here to consult with my
day!"@ssas
But the woman still stood her ground
Il m goin' to see him." she said. Hes
my boarder."
"You viii do so at your own risk. and
also, If your call should prove injurious to
him, at risk of being indicted for man
slaughter, besides possibly catching the
disease"
you say it's ketchin'?"
II said it might be. We have not yet
entirely formed our diagnosis"
The woman stared yet again. Then she
turned about with a switch which disclosed
fringy black petticoats and white stockings.
well, form your noses all you want to-
said she. You have took away my board
err an If he gifts WELL and 1t amt ketchin',
I'll have the law on ye."
Gordon drew deep breath when the
door closed behind her. ut seems some
times to me as If comedy were the hair
cloth shirt Of tragedy" he said grimly
well. Elliot, we will go upstairs and be-
gin the fight I an going to fight to the
death. I shall remain here tonight You
will have to look after my other patients
when you leave here. I am sorry to put 30
much upon you"
"Oh. that's all right" said James follow
Ing Gordon upstairs. But as he spoke he
wondered more and more that this man,
after what he had known Of him, should
be Of more importance to Gordon than all
others.
Even during the short time they had been
downstairs the angry red around the abra-
sion on the cheek had widened. and wild
ened toward the head. Gordon opened his
medicine-case and took out a bottle and
hair brush and commenced work. Directly
the entire cheek was blackened with the
application Of iron. Georgia K. had
brought glasses. and medicine had been