The Washington times., 1913-11-26

, he re-entered the room, but began bus
| lily TO affiX the necessary appliances and
| dressings where the bullet had plowed
| its way along the surface which covered
| the fractured rib. over that he drew
| tightly wide strip of adhesive plaster
| to hold the broken ends of the rib to
gether
Now sit tight for a moment befor
| You put on your clothing" he said
| I'll fix you a drop OF medicine tina
| ] think you ought to take. Then yol
can dress and go about your AFFAIRS
| / don't believe that you will suffer an
| inconvenience TO speak of from tn
wound. Only beware or catching cold.
Harvard nodded and watched him.
The doctor poured a small quantity o
| liquid into a graduate from the bottl
he had brought downstairs with h 70
added some water, and passed IL IL
| Harvard.
Take that" he said.
"Why?'' Harvard asked him. SMELL
ing it.
the preparations of Cannabis lndica,
ferent whether the patient swallowed
| the mixture or not. He was almost too
Indifferent about it.
''Oh. all right" Harvard said. And
| straightaway, the doctors back being
toward him, empticd the medicine into
q convenient cuspidor and put the grad
Uafe upon the table. Then, with eXpe-
Out WITHOUT tpptdIdhSe VI
haste, he began to resume his cloth
ing.
While at college Harvard had taken
great interest in the study Of chemistry.
He possessed a natural aptitude for 1t,
and at one time had seriously consider
ed it as a profession. He had recog-
nized the faint odor of the drug prof
fered him by the doctor as one of
the preparations of Cannibis Jndica,
called bhang. 1t is a powerful and
quick acting hypnotic when properly ad-
ministered.
Instantly. when Bingham Harvard de-
tected the significance of that faint and
all but impeIceptible odor, he became
again the Night Wind. for he knew that
danger threatened.
His eyes were cold and hard. He drew
in several deep inhalations while he re-
sumed his clothing. He knew now,
quite as well as f he had followed, why
the doctor bad left him alone for a few
moments. The man mad recognized him
and knew that ne was wanted"
While he dressed he thought deeply
and swiftly. The doctor had no suspi-
cion that the patient had not swallowed
the mixture. The Night Wind taxed
dose as he was supposed to have
taken should begin to affect him.
He hurried with his clothing and
finished dressing before he permitted
himself to sink gently upon one of the
chairs
Il appear to be a trife faint. doc
tor. Would you mind opening 4 win
COVE" he asked, and the doctor COM
piled with the request at once, smiling
as he did SO and assuring the patient
that it would soon pass.
The Night Wind permitted his eyes
to close, or nearly to close, for he kept
open a slit between the lids. His long
L. IL
see the doctor, who at once came nearer
to him.
Just then the door bell rang.
The doctor hesitated for one brief
moment. Then he crossed to the en-
trance from the hall, where he paused
and looked back. His patient seemed to
be unconscious or Indifferent to what
was taking place. The doctor opened
the door, glanced back once more, passed
into the hallway, and closed it after
him.
The Night Wind awoke.
He darted to the door and turned the
key, leaving it in the lock. He sprang
to the open window and peered into
darkness beyond il.
Plainly there was not means of escape
In that direction.
A double row of back yards, with
high, spiked fences between them, con-
fronted him. An old vine wistaria, the
main stem nearly as large as his own
biceps, passed over his head and had
been trained and supported against the
building Just beneath the second story.
He believed that he could reach il from
the rail of the iron balcony outside the
window.
But the room above him, even if the
window of ii were open, was probably
occupied and he hesitated to take that
way out of his present difficulty-if in
deed It offered a way out
He turned back and crossed swiftly to
the folding doors which communicated
between the office and the reception
room for patients. There was a hook
catch between them, and he dropped il
into place just at the moment when the
knob of the other door was turned and
the person outside of il, whoever ne
might be, discovered that ii had been
locked against him.
There was no choice left to the Night
Wind.
He sprang to the open window and
through it, thence to the top of the bal
cOny rail
His powerful arms lifted him easily
when he seized the stem Of the wistaria.
He forgot that he had a broken rib and
a bullet wound. He could hear graf
ing sound at the office door. and de-
tected the shooting back of the bolt of
the lock Just as he drew himself up
ward out of sight from the open win
dow. He remembered even in his ex-
burglars forceps with which the post
of a key may be seized and turned
from the opposite side of door. He
had been none too quick in going.
The window of the second story near
the vine was partly raised. The Night