Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1911-12-24

walk thence, straight 10
square porch which is the mansion main entry Kent
paused for the moment. His gaze rested on the
heavy black door. Heavier and blacker against the
woodwork pendant waved languldly in the breeze.
To the normal human being the grsly symbol OF
death portal of anything rather than
mirth; but Chester Kent, viewing the Grape on Hedge
row House, laughed as he turned to the road.
CHAPTER XIV. Loose Ends
MEDITATION cleaned upon the brow of Lawyer
AvA Adam Balm. Customarly an easy-m minded par,
tcipant in the placid affairs of his community he had
been shaken of his rut by the in which Kent
had enlisted him. in which he had found opportunity
thus far, for little more than thought
A sharp, humrning the air, and brought the
idle counsellor to his window whence he beheld the
prime author of his bewiderment descending. from a
car minute later the two sitting with their
feet desk fairly good sign of mutual respect
and confidence.
aBair?' said Lawyer Balm. NO. don't know him.
not even to Took Hogs Haven, didn't he!"
"Then he doesn't use this postoffice?'
NO Might use any one of half dozen. See here
He drew county map from the wall Here's the place
Seven railroad stations three different roads, within
ten miles of it. Annalaka would be out OF his way:
"Do you know most of the postofices around here
There isn't but postmaster within twenty miles
that don't call by his first name, and she's poStns-
@Then you could probably find out by telephone
where the Blair family get their mail
"Easy!"
@And perhaps what newspapers they take
Him! Yes, guess so'
"Try it, you get back.
"Back from where?'
@From the Medical Officers place. think he must
have returned by this time
"You want to see Tim Breed!"
mo: just his records. Burial permits, suppose, are
a matter of public record.
Eyes. All you We got to do is to go and ask tor EN-;
But if you're looking for anything queer in the burial
permit for Jane Doe,-thats the name they buried the
dead woman from Dead Mems Cove under,-you won't
find it. I've looked it myself"
Nevertheless, I'd like to see those records, said
Kent.
TOGETHER they went to the Medical Officer quar-,
tiers. Without preliminary Lawyer BAN said, L
want to see that Jane Doe certificate again.
aren't you afraid of wearin' out the ink on 1t,
Adam?" retorted the other with furtive grim
"And l." said Chester Kent in his suavest manner,
venture to trouble to show me the certificate IN the
case of Wilfrid Blair
Something like spasm shook the lneamentS of Dr.
Breeds meager face. "Blar!7 he repeated. "How did
YOU know that he News travels fast hereabouts, he
concluded, recovering himself.
"There telephone at Hedgerow House," suggested
Kent. -.
"Of course, of course' But the doctor eyed his
nterlocutor with evident suspicion. Here's the GER
tifcate. I've just made it out
Kent made note of the date of birth and the cause
of DEATH which latter set forth nonCOmttaly as
cardiac failure
Cardiac failure. Yes all die of that" he re-
marked negligently Except those who fall from air
ships Who was the attending physican?'
a was" answered the Medical Officer.
"Indeed! And to what undertaken was the permit
ssued?'
at was issued the family. They turn it over
to what undertaken they please"
"Where is the interment to be-"
"Say looky here, Mr.. Mani! cried the physician,
breaking into the sudden, whining fury of hard pressed
timdity. "Are you trying to learn me my business?
You can go to blazes-that's what you can do!'
with your signature my certificate? inquired the
scientist, unnOved. Il won't trouble you so tar, Dr.
Breed. 1 thank you"
OUTSIDE in the street, Lawyer Balm turned to his
~ client. "You didn't look at the Jane Doe paper