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7 plate Of memory cleared away.
by Jove!" he said. ITO be sure.
I do remember it all nowi'
"Well, then" the doctor answered,
eff you will, come and tell me all
about it-but not here. 1t Gill do you
good to walk a few yards. Come into
my own room, and | will have some
bouillon with a little brandy In 1t
brought for you. OF course" he add
ed, in a slightly different tcne-'ot
course, | know you very well by
name, Capt. Marriott. Ard | have had
the pleasure of meeting Sir Hercules"
Together, the nurse and the doctor
assisted Basil to rise. A dressing
gown was found for him, for his coat
and shirt had been taken away and
he was assisted down a corridor, pass
ed through a green baize door, an
other one of wood, and found himself
in the Doctors sanctum. He sat down
in an armchair of green leather and
looked round him.
Now, you just be quiet for a mo-
ment," said the doctor, and | will see
about a corpse reviyer for ye.'
Once more, for a moment, the
sailors grip of what had happened
seemed a little loOsened.
He looked round him idly, taking
in the mise en- scene. The walls OF
the room were papered with a floral
pattern of light green. The carpet
was of a dull crimson, and sCrupulous-
ly swept. Round the walls hung the
photographs of famous English and
continental surgeons, "reminiscences Of
the clinics which the doctor had at
tended. Here was the keen, bearded
face Of Pozi, there the benevolent as
peCt of Hulke; while above, Timothy
Holmes himself smiled benignly in
his doctors robes. At one end of the
room was a large glass-fronted Cabi-
net, lined with cedar wood. Suspend
ed from hooks at the back and lying
on each shelf was an array of shining
steel instruments, fOrCeps, scissors,
bistouries, probes, bone augers and
peTfOratOrs.
The sun was shining in through a
long French window hung with biscuit
colored curtains, while a telephone
stood upon a leather-tOpped writing
table.
How strange it was to be suddenly
translated thus from ordinary life into
an entirely new environment. Was
it thus that people felt when they die
and wake in a new world? He won
dered idly, and as he did so the doc
80. ,,trrnnH fn11NunH hU q nInaG1nt-
faced nurse carrying a steaming bowl
of bouillon upon a tray.
Now, then, | won't ask you a
word" said the doctor, until you
have put yourself outside this. He
sat down and lit a cigarette, watching
Basil keenly the while, but with OBJ
vious satisfaction in his alert Irish
eyes. When some few minutes had
elapsed he said, Now, then, what
happened, Capt. MARRIOTT"
al don't know how | came by my
hurt" Basil answered. "By the way,
what time Is it?"
Il don't know at all why I should
have been struck down. Somebody
must have got behind me and dealt
lliS d bION NhlCh lSIS DAO oASSAS~Aoe~
on the pavement"
Have you any sneTtes that you
know OFF,
LAS far as I know, I have not a
single enemy in the world"
THAT Is odd be cause, you see, you
were not robbed of any of your posses
sions. I've got 'em all here safe for
you. If it was an ordinary case of
robbery I should have understood it.
Is there nothing else that occurred
which would account for it,"
Suddenly Basil remembered a great,
black. swinging bag in the air. a
huge black thing that swung in the
middle air, flung and falling, while the
ho~ney-colored sickle Of the moon was
behind it, falling, swinging, falling!
Ito BE Continued.)