The Chickasha daily express. (Chickasha, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1899-current, 1909-08-28

~ gets me. why Is Hines handing out
that dope? Who Is these here wornen?
How does 1t size up that Clements has
been here. according to deafy. Hines
never opening his head about him.
while at the same time Mains has
been here, according to Hines. deafy
never letting on. and both of EN- mum
on the swell petticoats? Somebody
made up the cipher asking for the
door-key. and s'posing he got 1t, that
would account for him; but then what
about all the others--how did they
get in? Who could be bringing Hines'
ten thousand? If only had some way
of opening that Willie boys mouth"
He got as far as this In his soliIo-
Guy when he stopped. stared a mo-
ment into vacancy, and then. bringing
one hand down upon the other with a
smack Of the palms. grabbed the tele-
phone receiver that stood on the desk
and soon was in conversation with DR..
Furnivall.
We got him now, all right" he said
Jubilantly a moment later to the po-
liceman. DIR. Furniyall is on the way
here He won't be ten minutes. He
thinks the man is dying and SO he is.
for all ! know" he added virtuously,
palliating his mendacity to the doctor.
You go down and let him in, Usher,
so he won't ring
The policeman. who never before
had seen DR.. Furnivall was greatly
disappointed, as well as surprised, by
his appearance when he arrived. From
his reputation as an adept in occult
ism he had expected to see, he scarce
ly knew what--a person wild-eyed and
long-haired, at least, with an uncanny
personality, like the performers of the
levitation act on museum stages, or
the professors" Of hypnotism who put
sly-faced youths through funny stunts
before the rural audiences. And he
did not look for much from this unos-
tentatious, ordinary appearing gentle
man with the full beard, thick, colored
spectacles and quiet suit of black.
But II he was disappointed with the
doctors appearance he was more so
with his methods, for after Detective
Symonds had told him the story, indi-
eating what he should like to find out,
and DR.. Furnivall approached the pa
tient with his questions. he made no
more use of mystery, Of passes and
poses and hand-washings in the air
than any man would do in ordinary
conversation. He simply stood before
the rnplfufnU c1fhf In
his colored spectacles, said, looking
the young fellow in the eye:
Mr.. Hines, who shot your"
The policeman scarcely could re-
press sniff of contempt at this mild
procedure, and when Hines answered,
as he had to the detective, Charlie
Mains," and then went on with the
story just as he had told 1t before, the
blue-coated shoulders rose in shrug.
The thing was a farce, and he was
about to consult the detective with his
eyes to see how he took it when he
noticed change in the speakers
countenance that riveted his atten-
tion. In the full flow of his words he
stopped, his eyes fixed on the doctors.
look of surprise sprang into his
face, and this was succeeded almost at
once by hesitant, appealing express
sion, which gave way to a matter-of-
fact content, changing slowly to earn
estness, and finally settling into q
look of deep abstraction. Then he re-
sumed. in voice without infection.
as if machine were speaking:
Il shot myself"
The policeman and detective uttered
an exclamation, but DR.. Furnivall mo-
toned for silence.
Go on he said to Hines. Why
did you do it? Tell me the whole
story"
The monotonous voice proceeded at
once, the eyes glued, as it were. to Dr.
Furnivall's, but seeing only the page
of memory within.
Il wanted some money, and as my
father would allow me only trifle OF
two hundred month ! asked my sis
ter for IT, She has enough in her own
right, but father forbade her giving
me any, because | don't just please
him in everything, and she didn't dare
to disobey him. But | scared her into
promising at last, and she wrote to
me, in cipher that we had played
with as children, asking for my key
and saying she would bring me ten
thousand--half what l wanted. She
came, with girl friend, and in trying
to frighten her into making the check
larger / snatched up my revolver. I
was angry and desperate, and | don't
know whether / meant to threaten her
or make her believe | would commit
suicide. But somehow the revolver
went off, the bullet striking me in the
head, and they screamed and ran"
He stopped speaking. Symonds was
disgusted.
"All this fine plant runs into a
measly little accident to measly
little Willie-boy!" he grunted. "Well.
anyway, he amt said why he laid the
hunch on Mains-mebbe there's some
thing there we can get on him"
Dr. Furnivall put the question.
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