The Glenwood post., 1910-09-17
CHAPTER XVII.
Who Is Nina Darlington?

Who Is Nina Darlington?
The four days, from Saturday to the
following Tuesday, we lived, or ex'
listed, in state Of the most dreadful
suspense. We ate only when Liddy
brought in a tray, and then very little.
The papers, of course, had got hold
of the story, and we were besieged by
newspaper men. From all over the
country false clews came pouring IN
and raised hopes that crumbled again
to nothing. Every morgue within 100
miles, every hospital, had been WIS.,
tied, without result.
The inaction was deadly. Liddy
cried all day, and, because she knew
1 objected to tears, sniftled audibly
around the corner.
For heavens sake, smile!"
snapped at her. And her CHASTITY at
tempt at grin, with her swollen nose
and red eyes, made me hysterical. l
laughed and cried together, and pref
ty soon, like the two old fools we
were, we were sitting together weep
ing into the same handkerchief.
On Tuesday, then, sent for the car
and prepared to go out. AS 1 waited
at the porte-cochere l saw the under
gardener, an inoffensive, grayish-
haired man, trimming borders near
the house. The day detective was
watching him. sitting on the carriage
block When he saw me, he got up.
y Miss Innes," he said, taking off his
hat, "do you know where Alex, the
gardener, is?"
"Why, no. Isn't he here?" asked.
"He has been gone since yesterday
afternoon. Have you-employed him
longr
"Only a couple of weeks"
"Is he efficient? A capable mani"
81 hardly know" l said vaguely.
1.-THE place looks all right and know
very little about such things. 1 know
much more about boxes of roses than
bushes Of them"
This man." pointing to the assis-
tant, says Alex isn't a gardener. That
he doesn't know anything about
plants"
That's very strange" said, think
ing hard. why, he came to me from
the Brays, who are in Europe"
Exactly" The detective smiled.
Every man who cuts grass isn't a
gardener, Miss Innes, and just now it
is our policy to believe every person
around here a rascal until he proves
to be the other thing"
Warner came up with the car then,
and the conversation stopped. AS he
helped me in, however, the detective
said something further.
mot word or sign to Alex, If he
comes back" he said cautiously.
went first to DR.. Walkers. I was
tired of beating about the bush, and
felt that the key to Halsey's disap-
lpearance was here at Casanova, in
rpite of Mr.. Jamieson's theories.
The doctor was in. He came at
once to the door of his consulting
room, and there was no mask of cor
diality in his manner.
please come in," he said curtly.
II shall stay here. think. doctor"
I did not like his face or his manner;
there was subtle change in both. He
had thrown off the air of friendliness,
and l thought, too, that he looked anx.
ious and haggard.
"Dr. Walker" I said, 81 have come
to you to ask some questions I hope
you will answer them. AS you know,
my nephew has not yet been found"
$50 understand" stiff1y.
'I believe. If you would, you could
help us, and that leads to one of my
questions. Will you tell me what was
the nature of the conversation you
held with him the night he was at
tackled and carried OFF,"
Attacked! Carried off" he said,
with pretended surprise. Really, Miss
Innes, don't you think you exaggerate?
1 understand it is not the first time
Mr.. Innes has-disappeared."
"You are quibbling, doctor. This is
a matter of life and death Will you
answer my question:"
Certainly. He said his nerves were
bad, and 1 gave him prescription for
them. am violating professional
ethics when tell you even as much az
that
I could not tell him he lied 1 think
I looked it. But hazarded a random
shot.
.'T thought perhaps" I said, watch
1Ag him narrowly, that it might be
about-Nina Darlington"
For a moment thought he was 20