East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1916-10-30

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to confront the doctor in this mood,
darted back across the threshold,
drawing shut the door behind him.
Montrose, still swept by the fame
Of anger, snatched UP huge brazen
jardiniere from bedside table and
hurled It with all his might after the
escaping La Rue.
The heavy missile whizzed through
the air toward its mark. But La Rue
had been an instant too quick for his
clumsy assailant. The jardiniere
crashed loudly against the newly
closed door, shattering one OF the
thick panels and caroming noisily to
the floor.
The shock did for Florence what
all the medical skill on earth could
not have done. La Rue's presence
had partly aroused her. La Rue'B
sudden panicky flight had shaken the
hypnotist's mind for a moment loose
from its hold on the girl The fearful
racket Of the jardiniere's impact
against the door had completed the
work Of breaking the spell.
Florence came to herself, with a
little start Of amazernent, and stared
around in wonder to find herself In
bed The last thing she remembered
was looking into Pierre La Rue's eyes
at the studio the day before. AS in
the case OF most persons freed from
hypnotic sleep, she felt none the
worse for her experience. She was,
apparently. in her usual perfect
health again.
Harold Stanley, reaching the house,
had been ushered into reception
room by Felix. AS the servant was
about to take his card up to DR.. Mont
rose, a crash resounded from an upper
floor. Harold, his nerves taut and
tingiing, bounded up the wide stair
case in the direction Of the sound; just
as Pierre La Rue glided, unseen, down
the servants staircase at the rear.
Thus It was that DR.. Montfose,
striding toward the door Of the bed
room. saw. through the smashed panel.
Stanley hurrying down the hallway
toward him. Instantly, he realized
that his secret was in danger. And
anger gave way TO pitiful craftiness.
Opening the broken door and greet
ing the newcomer. he said. hastily:
Sometimes a shock will arouse a
hypnotized sleeper. ! threw a jardi-
Mere at the wall, hoping TO wake
Florence that way. Ny aim was bad
and il struck the door. T."
Dad" called a perpiexed youn;
voice behind him, what in the worlG
is the matteF-and what am ! doing
up here? l went to Roberts studio
TO-
A cry Of dunn founded joy nom
both Of them interrupted her. She
had sprung out Of bed and had
wrapped lace negiigee about her,
Thus clad. she was advancing toward
them.
You are awake again" cried Har-
old in delighk. You are awake!"
why, of course. I'm awake, you
silly boy" she answered. laughing.
''Why shouldn't / be awake, in broad
daylight? But how / happened to be
in bed"
you have been Ill. dear" evadOd
her father.
'lll," she repeated. why, feel
perfectly we'll. What nonsense! l."
NO" quietly contradicted Harold.
ignoring the look Of appeal that the
doctor flashed at him. You have
been hypnOtized. You were Just now
awakened by"
''You are right" she broke In. a
food Of memory returning to her,
''Yes, that vas e. ! remember. II
must have been hypnousm. ] remem-
ber 1t all. And I've read about such
things, too. But / never believed
them. / was hypnotized He looked
deep down through m INTO my
very soul. And then ned TO be
going to sleep. He
Her echoed Harold. "Whor"
Ell don't know. had seen him
only once before. A red glow, just
Hko y Dau OF nres nhahe" w s~eO
eyes, and"
'aThe Crimson Stainv cried Har-
old. '-The Crimson stainl Tell us
about hint You must try TO remem-
berI You mustI"
II couldn't forget . single detail Of
Il II / tried" abe answered. shudder-
lng. 'I went TO Bob Clayton'e studio
eoF my Arst sltting Bob vAnt
there. But this man waA l cried
out, but he cn'''ht me BY the AhOul-
ders and lools down into my eyeA
The next thin mew you were COM
ing down the Ill toward this room
Just now"
''You say you'd sen hlm OAce b
FOre." Harold reminded h6 "Whsz
and wheref"
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