The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1916-11-16

: continued From Our Last lssue.)
II never treat a woman" an
sWered the alienist.
II know. But you will treat
Mrs. circuit. No other physician
could understand the case as you
do"
The alienist remained silent for
some while, his gaze on the proofs
n his hands. When he spoke 1t
was abruptly.
"Orcutt, I'm going to give you
blow. It has to do with Mrs. Or
cult. / advised you as l did pur-
posely to try tot force her hand.
But It's left to me-"
Deity extracting one OF the
proofs and taking a photograph
from the table where 1t lay face
downward, Underwood handed the
two to the waiting man.
circuit gazed from them to the
alienist, his healthy face pallid
and covered with cold moisture.
"These are the pictures Of"
yourself and the other George
Orcutt."
Fascinated Orcutt's eyes return
ed to the pictures, both left face
profiles, both singularly alike, yet
In two respects-contour of the
backs Of the heads and the bridge
outlines of the noses-so striking
" unlike that a glance sufficed to
3 reveal that they we're the like
nesses of two individuals, not two
likenesses of one. His face grew
still more ashen.
"Gail!" he cried hoarsely. "She
y not my How long have you
known-this?"
"Since the day you first came
here" was the terse reply.
LET me explain. About four
days before the murder, circuit and
the artist dined at Sherry's. / had
. table facing them. / was with
Doctor Addington. He knew the
two men by reputation and RECALLED
me with their histories. I sat
where ! had q perfect left face
view OF circuit. l studies his head
carefully. an instructive habit, and
you'd have known 1t in 40 years
and when and where I saw 1t.
studied Emmett's ALSO much
better head than CIRCUITS. was in
: terested in reading about the MUIR
der and rather amused over the
plea of insanity. My opinion of Or
cult excluded a sensibility that
would succumb to a shock. But
Allen, Scott, one of the alienists
who examined him, IL q wonder in
mis- line and beyond any bribery.
was really disturbed over the mat
tor. On top of this I was asked to
receive the patient IN my hospital
was full, but so great was my IN
torest that I gave up my bedroom
90 you and stacked up here in the
study till had a vacant room"
The narrator stopped to draw Q
chair forward for his feet, ther
tilted himself back comfortably.
"My brother alienists. the State
his wife, said that you were George
circuit. ! received you as Georg,
Orcutt, doctored you a. George
circuit, dismissed you as--Georgt
Oreutt."
"Why?"
Lucas Emmett was dead-jus
tice thwarted or righted could no
help him. 1t resolved itself into (
question of whether l should &C
cept or challenge a lady's word.
His listener shrank as one whit
Is expecting a blow.
my God-my Cod" mutteret
the hoarse voice. "The horror o.
these months for herr"
Herr Think of yourself! WHIT
are you? Who beside yourself 1.
being sacrificed for her benefit?'
The alienist smiled ironically a.
Orcutt's bewildered look.
There is some one waiting
! have always somehow
known. . ." He shivered slight
Iy. "Who is--it, Underwood"
Heaven knows!" was the grave
response. II know only that yor
are not George circuit. Mrs. Or
cult knows and Mrs. Orcutt mus
tell"
Circuit did not answer directly
Then he laughed, jarring, hide
Gus outburst.
Il accept the role of George Or
cutt- ! shall go away and leav,
her In peace"
The doctor folded HIS arms ant
gazed steadily at. his friend. TheI
= new horror grew in Orcutt'
eyes.
You think there is-some one.