Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1913-07-06


first thought was the rather resenfu observation that
it positively becoming to her. Certainly there
of the stufy elaboration of about it that Ed
monitor accustomed to. But there fine,
did sincerity about her face that disaed his
ment almost before he had time to feel it.
He took quick, professional glance at her, and then
another longer and more searching it. somehow,
her appearance puzzled him. He held the door into his
inner office open for her.
"Come in," he said.
He big that there was barely room for her to
squeeze through past him.
She said nothing until they both were seated he in
his old swivel chair and she in the at his right
where the light from the window fell her face; and
then it only to tell him that her was Pamela
Harris and that she lived in Chicago.
If she could have his face, she might have de-
tected in it momentary disappointment, as If he
had expected the name to solve something and it had
not.
Then there rather long silence. She seemed self
possessed enough but the sensitive color and the high
pulse betrayed some difficulty.
"Take your time" he said comfortably, "and tell
all about it. That's what a doctor is for"
Pamela smiled. "That's just it." she said. "There's
nothing the matter with me- Then she took the plunge
you're Mr.-Darvel's doctor, aren't your"
"Od Peter Darvel? Yes, of course. Why?"
II heard say that DR.. Allen vast was his
grandson, Sam Williams, | think, Pamela hazarded
this little dubiously but his nod confirmed her guess;
"but wanted to be sure she added, "that you
the one"
I'm the only Dr. Allen in this town. he said rather
dryy, "and I'm Peter Darvel's DOCTOR Have been
since began practice But would you mind telling
why you particular about knowing?"
I'm particular said Pamela rather more firmly
and deliberately than before because shouldn't want
to say what have to say to anyone who wasn't sure
would act on tin Mr.. Darvels interest.
The doctor openly frowning now, frowning and
staring her with the look she might have
his face when he admitted her to his study L think
you consider that Peter Darves interests will be
safe with But before even listen to what you may
have say I'd like to be told what possible connection
you can have with him or his interests"
q don't know that have any," Pamela said that
rather thoughtfully "The business that brought
Edmonton was with his son-inaw, Mr.. Williams, Mr.
Hiram K Williams He is his son-in-law, isn't hep
The old man ignored that question His look OF stub
born caution said plainly words that he meant to
get little information before he gave out any.
Pamela waited a second two; then with hint of
smile went
"But what I've got to say has nothing to do with my
business here. At least | don't know that it has. |
never heard of Mr.. Darvel until here Saturday.
And then heard that he was supposed to have lost his
mind
"supposed!' exclaimed the doctor, and then pulled
himself up short
and that he paralyzed, and that he spent
most of his time playing with wlndowshade
it up and down. Isn't his house the big one, right
across the river from the hoteo'
"You could find that out from the directory said the
doctor. dyes, it IS"
~And isn't the room they keep him in large one on
on the third foor?"
The doctor ignored that question too; but Pamela
followed it with that brought CLEAN of curiosity
into his face and drew it round to hers.
wasn't he teegrapher once?"
ayes, of course. Anyone have told you that,
anyone who has heard him tell war stories He
was a military telegrapher, with General Thomass
staff. What has that got to do with it?'
"My room in the hotel, Pamela went on, "looks out
over the river. There light in the third story room
l spoke Of in Mr.. Darvels house, that could
windowshade going up and down. And if the person
who was working it Mr.. Darve, then don't think
he's lost his mind because the shade making Morse
signals perfectly ineligible I'm teegrapher
too" Pamela concluded.
IDON'T believe understand What in the world has
windowshade got to do with biography? That
sounds like the most arant nonsense ever listened to-
though don't to say anything that will hurt your