The Washington times., 1912-05-20
THE TIMES DAILY SERIAL STORY.
The Parsimonious Cocktail
EDGAR FRANKLIN
Copyright 1912, Tho Frank A. Munsey Coz
All Rights Reserved.

his lips. Then lie prepared to deliver a
little talk that would fairly scar the
| hair OF those present.
Gentlemen! he said.
They paid little attention to him.
They were staring at him with wide
open eyes just now.
"GentlemenA"
What is it?" asked the blond man
who stood by his shoulder.
II wish to see the doctor!" asserted
Banks.
Well, you'll see him in minute or
two," the man assured him. Butt
He stepped away from the millionaire
and, with his companion, crossed the
room. and 1t was Banks privilege to
hear In whispers:
That cant be the mani
Hush! He got here sharp at Z, didn't
"%a,t "8n the 5?e tick, Bill"
But he don't look nothing like his
pictures in the newspapers.
"Aw-ratsA What can you tell by
He dsaRsse sos Rers at the
didn't he the way it was arranged
beforehand? 1t amt likely that any
one else'd be sent up here to ring that
oe ssaffsy ya on rtsst fss hoSp St ii i! too
for'-the man perceived Banks watch
full eyes and his voice fell.
And after a minute or so more the
conference ended and the men, parted
with puzzled smiles and:
II want to see the doctor!" Mr..
Banks roared. II came here to have a
personal conversation with him. not to
be kidnapped! Open that door and take
I'VE can't open that door, mister. be-
| cause we've been ordered to keep 1t
locked" responded the blond man.
We'll, you'll see the doctor in a min
ute, mister" the man responded sooth-
| ingly. You just wait and
But I insist that came here for a
house, and that 1 must have it! 1 don't
know-and I don't pretend to under
the doctor is keeping at present, but !
have an explanation of this idiotic az
fair and unless I get that
Easy cautioned the blond man
THE doctor doesn't stand for any kick
go calm and gentle, and II they don't
| the feller that kicks up trouble generally
comes out second best. Now, you just
| sit there and
| From the door had come the sudder
clicking OF new key. 1t ratified for q
second or two and the portal opened.
| A young, highly professional looking
man shot in and locked the door after
him with one hand. while he gripped hi
4 medicine case with the other. He turned
! swiftly and defensively-he surveyed
| Banks, standing erect and fuming-ht
| gave a quick glance at the ready at
tendants, and-well, he gave a little sigh
! of relief, for Banks ia a reasonably bis
| man.
! "Patient?" he queired briefly.
| Yes, SIR" answered the blond man
"Er-the patient?"
| "Ies, sir
| "All right"
The young man approached briskly
the attendants at his side.
He came to Banks and looked keenl!
into his eyes and Banks was fairl!
struck dumb. He struggled for speech
1t declined to come. He faced the youhl
man and prepared to blast him-and tn
blast died out even before the fuse wa
lighted. for:
Take off your coat" said the younl
man briskly.
i Banks gulped The attendants &C
complished the result
In his vest-and, with that unbut
toned-the millionaire was forced up
right and held there
| The young man bent over and lis
tened at his heart He grunted and pro
duced a stethoscope. He applied it will
an earnest far-awav look in his eye'
and listened harder.
A Continuation of This Story VIII
Be Found In TOmOrrOw's
Issue OF The Times.