The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1915-07-08

You are sick this morning. To-
morrow you will be worse. The next
day you will die unless you discharge
Craig Kennedy"
1t was signed with the mystic trade
mark of the fearsome Clutching
Hand!
Elaine drew back into the pillows.
horror stricken.
Quickly she called to Marie. go
get Aunt ephine-right away!
And Marie almost flew down the
hall. Elaine seized the telephone and
called Kennedy's number,
=
Kennedy, in his stained laboratory
apron, was a work before his table.
while was watching him with inter-
est, when the telephone rang.
Without word he answered the
call, and | could see look of per-
turbation cross his face. / knew it
was from Elaine, but could tell moth
ing about the nature of the message.
An instant later he almost tore off
the apron and threw on his hat and
coat. l followed him as he dashed
out OF the laboratory.
This is terrible-terrible," he NUT
tered, as he hurried across the campus
Of the university to taxicab staSd
A few minutes later. when we sr-
rived at the Dodge mansion. we found
Aunt Josephine and Marie doing all
they could under the circumstances.
Doctor Hayward had arrived and
had just finished taking the patients
pulse and temperature as our cab
pulled up
Elaine was quite i'll indeed.
"Oh! I'm so glad to see you," she
breathed with an air of relief as Ken
nedy advanced
'Why-what is the matter?" asked
Craig anxiously.
Doctor Hayward shook his head du-
biously, but Kennedy did not notice
him, for, as he approached Elaine, she
drew from the covers where she had
concealed it a letter and handed it to
him.
Craig took it and read:
"You are sick this morning. To-
morrow you will be worse. The next
day you will die unless you discharge
Craig Kennedy"
At the signature of the Clutching
Hand he frowned, then, noticing Doc
tor Hayward, turned to- him and re-
peated his question, What is the mat
ter?"
Doctor Hayward continued shaking
his head. 81 cannot diagnose her
symptoms" he shrugged
There seemed to be faint odor, al
most as if of garlic, in the room. 1t
was unmistakable and Craig looked
about him curiously, but said nothing.
AS he shifted, he moved impatiently
and his foot touched Rusty, under the
bed. Rusty whined and moved back
lazily. Craig bent over and looked
at him.
Whats the matter with Rusty?" he
asked. SIS he sick, too?"
why, yes" answered Elaine, fol-
lowing Craig with her deep eyes.
Craig reached down and gently
pulled the collie out into the room.
Rusty crouched down close to the
floor His nose was hot and dry and
feverish. He was plainly i'll.
How long has Rusty been in the
room?" asked Craig.
"All night" answered Elaine. II
wouldn't think of being without him
now"
May l take Rusty along with me?"
Craig asked finally.
Elaine hesitated. Surely" she said
at length, only be gentle with him."
"Of course" he said simply. II
thought that might be able to dis
cover the trouble from studying him"
We stayed only few minutes
longer, for Kennedy seemed to realize
the necessity of doing something i'm
mediately, and even Doctor Hayward
was fighting in the dark
Back in the laboratory, Kennedy set
to work Immediately, brushing every
thing else aside. He began by draw
ing off little of Rusty's blood in a
tube, very carefully.
Here, Walter he said, pointing to
the little incision he had made, will
you take care of him?"
Quickly Craig made one test after
another.
AS he did SO / shifted There was
an unmistakable odor of garlic in the
air which made me think Of what l
had already noticed in Elaine's room.
"Arseniuretted hydrogen" he an
swered. still engaged in verifying his