The review. [volume] (High Point, N.C.) 1908-19??, 1915-01-21
SECOND EPISODE
The "TWiliqht Sleep"

The "Twilight Sleep"
Kennedy had thrown himself whole
heartedly into the solution of the mys-
terious Dodge case.
Far into the night, after the chal-
lenge of the forged finger print, he
continued at work, endeavoring to ex-
tract a clue from the meager evil
dence-a bit of cloth and trace of poi
son already obtained from other cases.
We dropped around at the Dodge
house the next morning. Early though
it was, we found Elaine 2 trif1e paler,
but more lovely than ever, and Perry
Bennett, themselves vainly endeavor-
Ing 10 solve the mystery of the Clutch
ing Hand.
They we're at Dodge's desk, she in
tne big desk chair, he standing beside
her looking over some papers.
There's nothing there" Bennett
was saying as we entered.
I could not help feeling that he was
gazing down at Elaine a bit more ten
DERBY than mere business warranted.
Have you-found anything?" que
ried Elaine anxiously, turning eagerly
10 Kennedy.
''Nothing-yet,' he answered, shak-
ing his head, but conveying a quiet
idea of confidence in his tone.
Just then Jennings, the butler, en-
tered. bringing the morning papers.
Elaine seized the Star and hastily
opened it. On the first page was the
story l had telephoned down very late
in the hope of catching a last city
edition.
aloud:
'CLUTCHING HAND
STILL AT LARGE
New York's Master Criminal Remains
Observation-Disclosures New OAR
ing Murder and Robbery on Mil
lionaire Dodge.
He had scarcely finished reading
the brief but alarming news story that
followed and laid the paper on the
desk when a stone came smashing
through the window from the street.
Startled, we all jumped to our
ieet. Craig hurried to the window.
Not a soul was in sight!
He stopped and picked up the stone.
To it was attached a piece of pa
per. Quickly he unfolded it and
read:
Craig Kennedy will give up his
search for the 'Clutching Hand'-or
die"
Later I recalled that there seemed
20 be a slight noise downstairs, as If
at the cellar window, through which
the masked man had entered the
night before.
In point of fact, one who had been
outside at the time might actually
have seen a sinister face at that eel
lar window, but to US upstairs it was
invisible. The face was that of the
servant, Michael.
Without another word Kennedy
nassed into the drawing room and
took his hat and coat. Both Elaine
aid Bennett followed.
I'm afraid I must ask you to ex-
cIse me--for the present." Craig
apo.cgiZed
Elaine looked at him anxiously.
"You-you will not let that letter
Intimidate your" she pleaded, laying
ner soft white hand on his arm. "Oh,
Mr. Kennedy" she added, bravely
keeping back the tears, "avenge him.,
Al; the money in the world would be
TOO little to pay-if only"
At the mere mention of money Ken
nedys face seemed to cloud, but only
Tor a moment.
I'll try" he said simply.
Elaine did not withdraw her hand
as she continued to look up at him.
Miss Dodge" he went on, his voice
steady, as though he we're depressing
something, "I will never take another
case until the 'Clutching Hand is
captured.'
The look of gratitude she gave him
would have been a princely reward
in itself
1t was some time after these events
that Kennedy, reconstructing what
had happened, ran across, in a strange
way which need not tire the reader
by telling, a Doctor Haynes, head OF
the Hillside Sanitarium for Women,
whose story I shall relate substan-
TALLY as we received it from his own
lips:
1t must have been that same night a
distinguished visitor drove UP in a cab
to our Hillside sanitarium, rang the
bell and was admitted to my office.
! am, by the way, the experimenting
physician, aEl that night was sitting
with Doctor Thompson, my assistant,
81 the office discussing rather inter