The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1909-12-12

| "Is Doctor Van Kirk thore?' he
| asked. "Not thcrcl Well, can you
tell me how the patient is whom Doctor
Williams, from Washington, operated
on last night? We'll. m glad OF that.
Is she conscious' Do you happen to
know her name' Yes, IN hold the
| linc'
There was long pause, then Nc
knights voice:
"Hello,,,yes. Thank you very much
Good by,
He came upstairs, two steps at a
| time.
"Look here he said, bursting into
the room, "there may be something in
your theory, after all The woman s
| name-it may be n coincidence, but 1t s
curous-ber name is sullivan. -
"'What did tell your ! sand; SIT
ting up suddenly in bed, droI She IS $
lower seven, and she was afraid of
what he might do.
''Wcll, I'ii go there somo day soon.
She g not conscious yet. In the mean
time, the only thing | can do is to
keep an eye. through n detective, on
the people who try to approach Bron-
son. Wen have the case continued,
ANYHOW, in the hope that the stolen
notes will sooner or later turn up
"Confouud this arm, I said, paying
! for my energy with some cXcruclating
I throbs. "There s. so much TO he looked
after, and here ! am, bandaGed, splint'
ed, and generally useless. It's beast
ly shame
''Dou 7 forget that ] am here, said
Mcknight, pompouslY. And another
thing, when you feel this way Just re-
member there are two less desirable
places where you might be. One is jail
and the other is He strummed on
an imaginary harp. with devotional
eyes.
But Meningitis light hcartedness
Jared on me that morning. / lay ,,s and
| frowned under my helplessness. When
by chance 7 touched the little gold
bag, it seemed to scorch my fingers
Richey, finding me unresponsive, LETT to
keep his luncheon engagement WIN
| Alison West. AS he clattered down the
stairs, ] turned my back to the morn
ing sunshine and abandoned myself tG
misery. BY what strain on her frayed
nerves was Alison West keeping up,
wonderedl Under the circumstances
would I dare to return the bag2 Know
ing that | had it, would she hate me
for my knowledge? Or had | exagger
ated the importance of the necklace
and in that case had she forgotten me
already7
all. l heard him, coming back, hi!
| VOICE DItttulnS MN, anu l. iSthH'N
"Wake upl" he called. "Somebodl
has sent you a lot of flowers. Pleas
hold the box, Mrs. Klopton; | I'm goint
out TO be run down by an automobile.
| reused TO feeble interest. Ny
brothers. wife is punctilious about sucl
things; all the new babies in the fam
lily have silver rattles, and all the slcl
people flowers.
| M.Epinht ,,ullpd nm arrnfuI n
roses, and held them out to me,
Wonder who they re from?' h,
said, fumbling in the box for a card
"There's S no name-yes, here s one. =
He held it up and read it with ex
asperating slowness.
"E Best wishes for an early recov
"sA Companion in Misfortune. ,
"Well, what do you know abou
that,D he exclaimed. "That IS some
thing you didn I tell me, Lollie.
"It was hardly worth mentioning
said mendaciously, with my heart beat
ing until ! could hear it. She had no
forgotten, after all,
Mcknight took bud and fastene,
it in his buttonhole. I'm afraid
was not especially pleasant about il
They were her roses, and anyhow, the
were meant for me Richey left yer,
soon, with an irritating final grin a
the box.
''Good by, sir woman hater,' h
ieered at me from the door.
So he wore ono of the roses she ha'
sent me. TO luncheon with her, and
lay back among my pillows and trie'
10 remember that it was his game, any
how, and that | WASH Z even drawing
cards To remember that, and TO for
get the broken necklace under m.
headl