The Raymer enterprise., 1915-05-20

tnat WINDOW, Wnicn ne mao opened A
moment he hesitated, seeing Elaine
asleep. Then he tiptoed over to the
bed, let US say. and for q moment
looked at her, sleeping
A second later he had thrust his
hand into his pocket and had taken out
a small glass bulb with a long thin
neck. That was ethyl chloride-a
drug which produces a quick anesthe-
sia. But 1t lasts only minute or two.
That was enough. As he broke the
glass neck OF the bulb-letting the
pieces fall on the floor near the bed
he showed the thing under Elaine's
face, turning his own head away and
holding handkerchief over his own
nose. The mere heat Of his hand Is
enough to cause the ethyl chloride to
spray out and overcome her instantly.
He steps away from her moment and
replaces the now empty vial in his
pocket.
Then he took box from his pocket,
opened it. There must have been a
syringe and a bottle of scopolamin
Where they came from do not know,
but perhaps from some hospital. /
shall have to find that out later. He
went to Elaine, quickly jabbing the
needle, with no resistance from her
now. Slowly he replaced the bottle
and the needle in his pocket. He
could not have been in any hurry now,
for 1t takes time for the drug to
work"
Kennedy paused. Had we known at
the time, Michael-he of sinister
face-must have been in the hallway
that night, careful that no one saw
him. A tap at the door and the
"Clutching Hand" must have beckoned
him. A moments parley and they sep
arated-"Clutching Hand going back
to Elaine, who was now under the in
tluence of the second drug.
Our criminal" resumed Kennedy
thoughtfully, may have shaken
Elaine. She did not answer. Then he
may have partly revived her. She
must have been startled. 'Clutching
Hand perhaps, was half crouching,
with a big ugly blue steel revolver
leveled full in her face.
lone word and | shoot!' he prob
ably cried. Get up!'
Trembling, she must have done so.
Your slippers and kimono.' he
would naturally have ordered She
put them on mechanically. Then he
must have ordered her to go out of
the door and down the stairs. Clutch.
ing Hand must have followed, and as
he did SO he would have cautiously put
out the lights"
We were following. spellbound, Ken
nedys graphic reconstruction of what
must have happened Evidently he
had struck close to the truth. Elaine's
eyes were closed. Gently Kennedy led
her along Now, Miss Dodge he en-
couraged, "try-try hard to recollect
just what it was that happened last
night-everything"
II As Kennedy paused after his quicl
recital, she seemed to tremble all over
Slowly she began to speak. We stoot
awestruck. Kennedy had been right
The girl was now living over agaiI
those minutes that had been forgot
ten blotted out by the drug.
And it was all real to her, too-ter
ribly real. She was speaking plainl,
In terror.
II see a man--oh, such a figure
with a mask He holds gun in m.
face-he threatens me. put on my
kimono and slippers, as he tells me
am in a daze. | know what ! an
doing-and don't know. go ou
with him. downstairs, into the library.
Elaine shuddered again at the recol
lection. Ugh! The room is dark
the room where he killed my father
Moonlight outside streams in. Thi
masked man and | come in. HI
switches on the lights.
"'Go to the safe he says, and
do 1.-THE new safe, you know. d.
you know the combnation?' he ask
me. Yes | reply, too frightened t,
say no.
"'open it then he says, waving tha
awful revolver closer. do so. Hast
fly he rummages through it, throwing
papers here and there. But he seem
not to find what he is after and turn
away, swearing fearfillly.
Hang it,! he cries at me. 'Wher
else did your father keep papers?'
point In desperation at the desk. II
: takes one last look at the safe. shove
all the papers he has strewn on tn
floor back again and slams the saf
shut.
"'Now, come on. he says, indicatin
with the gun that he wants me to TO
low him away from the safe At th
desk he repeats the search. But h
finds nothing. Almost think he
about to kill me. Where else did you
= father keep papers?' he Kisses fiercel.
still threatening me with the gun.
Il am too frightened to speak. Bu
/. at last ] am able to say, II don
know" Again he threatens me. "A
God is my Judge cry, i don't know
1t is fearful Will he shoot me?