Albuquerque morning journal. [volume] (Albuquerque, N.M.) 1903-1926, 1915-05-10

that WINDOW, which ne had opened. A
moment he hcsitated, seeing Elaine
asleep. Then he tiptoed over TO the
bed, let us say, and for a moment
looked at her. sleeping.
A second later he had thrust his
land into his pocket and had taken out
small glass bulb with q long thin
neck That was ethyl chloride--a
drug which produces quick anesthe
STA. But II 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 a 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
pothet.
Then he took box from his pocket,
opened II. There must have been
syringe and bottle OF scopolamln
Where they came from do not know,
but perhaps from some hospital !
shall have 10 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 II 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
tina. 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--"Clutchlng Hand" going back
TO Elaine. who was now under the In
tiuence 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 crouchlng,
with a big ugly blue steel revolver
leveled full in her face
lone word and ! shootl' 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 20 out of
the door and down the stairs. Clutch.
ing Hand must have followed, and as
he did 80 he would have cautiously put
out the lights"
We we're 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. Nov, Miss Dodge" he en-.
couraged, "try--try hard to recollect
just what 1t was that happened last
night--everything"
As Kennedy paused after his quick
recital, she seemed to tremble all over,
Slowly she began to speak. We stood
awestruck. Kennedy had been right!
The girl was now living over again
those minutes that had been forgot,
ten-blotted out by the drug
And It was all real TO her, too--ter.
ribly real. Size was speaking, plainly
in terror
II see a man-oh, such figure
with a mask He holds gun In my
face-he threatens me. put on my
kimono and slippers, as he tells me.
| am in a daze | know what | am
doing-and / don't know. | go out
with him. downstairs, into the library"
Elaine shuddered again at the reeol.
lection. 'Ughl The room is dark,
the room where he killed my father
Moonlight outside streams in. This
masked man and | come in, He
switches on the lights.
eco to the safe he says, and
do 1.-THE new safe, you know. DO
you know the combination?' he asks
me. Yes reply, too frightened to
say no.
"'Open 1t then. he says, waving that
awful revolver closer. | do SO, Hast
lily he rummages through 1t. throwing
papers here and there. But he seems
not to find what he Is after and turns
away, swearing fearfully.
Hang it, he cries at me. Where
else did your father keep papers?'
point In desperation at the desk. He
takes one last look at the safe. shoves
all the papers he has strewn on the
floor back again and slams the safe
shut
Now, come on he says, indicating
with the gun that he wants me to fol-
low him away from the safe. AT the
desk he repeats the search. But he
finds nothing. Almost / think he is
about to kill me. Where else did your
father keep papersY he Kisses Hereby
still threatening me with the gun
Il am too frightened to speak. But
at last am able to say, II don't
know' Again he threatens me. AS
God is my Judge, cry, j don't know.
1t is fearful. WIN he shoot me?
THANK heaven! At last he believes
me- But such look of foiled fury
have never seen on any human face
before.
"'Sit down!' he growls, adding, at
Tho daak | do