Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1911-09-15
Tell me what you are doing down


I'd feel better, sis" He sank down
In q big chair and nodded drowsiDy.
His father bent above him and looked
closely at the young mans pale, clear
cut face. He thought 1t looked I'M
naturally white, and there was heavi.
ness about the eyes that alarmed him.
81 thought he was intoxicated at
first" he muttered to himself as he
left the room and locked himself in
the telephone booth AS he passed
through the hall on his way back to
the library he spoke to tho waiting
Martin. "Dr. Gray will be here pres
emily; send him into the library, Mar
tin"
"Yes, SIR" said Martin.
In the library Amy was mixing the
foaming drink in a tumbler, and Dick
drank 1t greedily.
Gee, but my head feels awfulr' he
murmured as he sank back in his
chair and went directly to sleep.
DIR. Gray arrived and listened to
what the father and sister Of Dick
Quintin had to say.
RuCNig QutCle 4 hlubb
admit" he commented as he bent over
the young man. Said he came down
see to Cynthia Dewbury, eh?"
YES" said Mr. Quintin. with dry
lips.
USED to think lot of herT asked
the physician muslngly.
Mr.. Quintin's face wore look Of
L.. LII
younger days, doctor Under the cir
cumstances one could hardly expect
that he had not recovered from any
prior attachment" he said signiH-
cantly.
"Hardlyp calculated DR.. Gray, run
ming his fingers skillfully over Dicks
head. "Ah, young man, hurt you that
time!" as Dick WINGED and stirred to
wakefulness. pain In your head,
Dicky, boy%
Rather" groaned Dick, opening his
eyes GLOW are you, docT
"I'm MI right, thanks" responded
the doctor dryly.
Anybody sick here" continued Dick,
sitting up straight and looking around
with worried frown--"father, Amy"
"We're all right, Dick" assured his
father. 1.-THE doctor happened In, and
as you complained about your head
thought you might like to tell him
about It."
How did you get itT' asked the
DOCTOR sitting down beside his pa
tient. You haven't been running up
against blackjack, nave your
Il don't Know I've been trying to
recollect what happened TO make my
mead acne so confoundedly. rye been
forgetting lot or things ever since
left the station There's one thing In
particular that simply must remem-
ber? DICK dropped his head Into his
up turned palms ana closed his eyes
you remember That you came down
to Mlrnilores to see cynthia Dew
bury asked the DOCTOR soitly'
"oh, yes, or course! always go 10
zee Cynthla DewDury Wheh l come
down. returned DICK lmphuehtiy'
Inc doctor crossed the room 10 con
Ter win MT Quihtln. III you VIII
leave me alone Win DICK Tor hwhiie
THINK can locate the poiht OF
trouble ana perhaps correct IT, III
send Martih AROUND 10 my once Ior
some more Instruments WIN your per
mission"
"Of course we are all ut your serv-
ice" assured Mr. Quintln, ana WINE
Martin hastened around to the doc
tors office that gentleman sat alone
In the library with Dick Qulntin.
The young man still sat moodily
staring into the fire. Suddenly the
physician leaned forward and tapped
Dick on the knee.
"How's Edith" he asked signih-
cantly.
Instantly Dick Quintin was on his
feet staring wildly around the room.
Edith Edith" he repeated In
stunned tone. "Why, | haven't seen
Edith since-since went to buy our
tickets this afternoon"
yes" soothed the doctor, "and what
happened when you went to buy the
tickets"
IL think leaned over to pick up
something and man struck me on the
head with sometbng-I know 1t was
his suit case, for he apologized after
ward. But what am | doing here2
Where's EditbW
shes probably waiting for you
wherever You left her Hold on, there,