The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1916-11-16

4 telcphoned Mrs. circuit before
came and made an engagement
for II O'Clock. The which II ~
now Come. well 90 together and
interview her"
Gail received them In the library.
Just n word fret" she prOnOunc-
cd In trembling voice. Il thought
this interview was 10 be Wa. YOU
alone. doctor. No matter. Please
proceed 10 II; only understand that
the relations between Mr.. circuit
and myself are purely personal
and private Either AZ friend or
physician, YOU must not speak for
him. lie and -"
All" The doctors prominent
Jaw shot forward. How was Mr..
circuit when you last heard from
him? Your husband Is lucky 20
have Doctor Manton for a physi.
clan won ierful man"
The man who loved Gail circuit
pushed chair under her sinking
frame.
Don't be afraid. dear. In the
end he'll be your friend. as am
as ! am. remember
The alienist seated himself by
the table.
Mrs. circuit. will you please tell
us your story"
Gall stared at him with glazed
eyes.
He broke the long silence that
followed with short laugh.
You want first TO learn how
much ] know, In truly diplomatic
fashion. Listen. Mrs. circuit:
George Circuit was a passenger on
the steamer San Ciorgio TO Italy
on the day after he killed Lucas
Emmett lie sailed under the name
Of George Ormond. and he still goes
by that name, lie Ia now In Paris
under the care OF Doctor Manton.
Your husband has incipient paresis:
he IL incurable. but may live for
years, n burden TO himself and 10
every one connected with him. 7
have learned about him as a case.
and your secret IL not known out.
side this room. knew from the
beginning that my patient was not
George circuit. and ! have worked
steadily 10 learn his identity. Il is
only this week that | have all the
facts
Who Is the man beside you?
That is what ! want TO learn from
you. Mrs. circuit"
AS the narrative proceeded. a
faint excitement trickled thru Calls
leaden brain.
At the doctors terse. who Is
the man beside your" she started
up as tho electrically shocked.
Wildly. like a creature hunted by
hloodhounds. she fled 10 the fur.
ihermost corner OF the room
Puzzled by so strange a move. the
aiicnist arose. alert TO learn what
such conduct meant
My Heaven. Underwood. call IL
Off don't care a rap who I am, 3"
cried circuit.
Very gently, Underwood. all ply
sician now that he read Illness in
her fevered eyes. guided her TO a
chair and bent her unresisting body
10 It's depth.
Come. now: come" he soothed.
There is no one going TO injnre
you: no one. Get a small glass OF
water. circuit" Smiling. his voice
running on in cheerful. friendly
tone, the doctor stirred a white
powder In the water. Drink this.
All. that's good Now. rest little. 3"
Underwood" cried the younger
man. Isn't this enough--for today.
anyhow You're driving her mad
and me. You hold the whip
hsnd-be mercifui."
The most merciful thing TO her
just now IL 10 10 TO the end with
this. DO you think she will rest a
moment TIL she knows exactly
where she stands7 All. you agree
with me. Mrs. circuit. Come. then"
gently; you have lenient Judge
in him. and he. not !. will be your
Judge in the final summlng.up."
Slowly her somber eyes raised 10
the mans she had injured.
TITS acquittal. dear" he said
softly.
Shiyering visibly. she proceeded
to her story. She related the plain
facts without apology or eXtenua-
ton.
a sound broke upon the poignant
stiffness, an exclamation OF resist.
less humor from circuit. The alien
list grinned in quick response. The
cupboard was bare and 10, the poor
dog had none. The end of her tale
found them where they we're at the
beginning. She was as unpossessed
OF her victims identity as himself.
You say my pockets were
empty: that there were no letters
or papers about me: none9"
She gave answer by a slow shake
OF the head.
But the label of my tailor surely