The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1917-03-30

pure wine and he from his poisoned
cup. And so he died"
"Ah! You are sure he died?" asked
Emmanuel keenly.
A convulsion seemed to seize her.
Fer lips parted, she glared at him,
seemed about to answer-and then
Gladys Aldyne was looking out of her
eyes at us. She looked round blankly.
why, my dear Doctor, how in the
world did l get up here?" she asked.
Il thought we were at the dinner Ia
ble."
"Ah! You forget" answered the
Doctor lightly. But your memory is
growing stronger, my dear. Well
have you out of here and back with
Seth next week. And now 1 am going
to send you to bed. You want all the
rest you can get. Good night"
Good night, Doctor" she answered,
taking his hand in hers affectionately.
She babe us good night also, with less
spontaneity but much good will, and
so we left her.
"Well, gentlemen" said the Doc
tor, as we fingered at his door, to
morrow l hope to exercise Mademoi-
selle Claudia for ever. ! have learned
quite good deal about her. She was
the daughter of Greek senator, an
only child, and mistress of house
hold of slaves, whom she abused in
quite the conventional fashion. Her
memory is pretty clear, but when she
spoke of Partisan and German drugs
there was a little confusion-she
meant Egyptian and Scythian, proba-
bly,. What part young Crassides
played in her affairs you learned this
evening. I have certain theory
which I think will enable me to put
her back in the limbo to which she
belongs-but have had a devil Of q
time waking her up sufficiently to
learn her history. You won't forget
that exquisite confession she made
about the poisoned cup? ALL right:
one word more. Tomorrow night We
four dine alone in private dining
room which has something OF the
character of a property room. There
reconstruct my scenes for just such
occasions as this present one. And,
gentlemen, you will not see Miss
Gladys tomorrow before dinner-nor
Mademoiselle Claudia, either"
Nor did we see the Doctor. We
spent the day strolling round the fine
grounds of the institution, and in
looking over the interior. The ar
rangements were perfect, and tho pa
tients all sufferers from those forms
of mental maladies in which DR.. I'm
manuel was specialist. He did not,
I was told, take any incurable cases.
At six o'clock there came tap at
my door. I opened ito find the
Doctor standing outside, wearing a
long cloak which completely concealed
his figure. When he came in he threw
it off and disclosed himself in an
ancient Greek costume. And it suit
ed him far better than modern clothes,
in which he always had tho look of
masquerader.
81 have brought you tunic and
toga," he said, depositing bundle
upon the bed. "You don't mind?"
mot at ALL" answered. "And
Tarrant-"
II expect he has put his on al
ready" answered our host, laughing.
by the way, you can preserve the il
fusion? I have had the room fitted
with banqueting couches and all the
apparatus. All right; take the pri-
vate stairway down and it Is the third
room-the locked one"
Half an hour later we were await
ing Emmanuel and his patient in
room which might have been the in
terror of a Greek house, SO we'll was
the illusion maintained. I looked at
Tarrant, reclining on his divan, in
flowing robes Of white, and he looked
at me.
zone man in his time plays many
parts,'" he quoted. But, seriously, /
shouldn't like my business friends to
see me now"
Steps, as of clogs, were heard out
side, and Immanuel entered, in COM
pany with Miss Gladys, who was wear
ing a gown with lace at the sleeves,
and little pearl necklace, the gift of
Robinson. She looked at us in astonish-
ment; and when Emmanuel threw off
his cloak and stood revealed in toga
and with sandaled feet her amaze
ment was about equal to our sense of
playing the fool.
"Why, my dear Doctor" she be-
gan.
Never mind, never mind" an
swered Emmanuel briskly. "This is
part of a play"
"But, Doctor, I don't understand.
never heard of such sanitarium as
you seem to run. Is this part of the
cure?"
The little doctor was staring at her
in disgust. Evidently the venemous
Claudia was wary and, warned by
some instinct of approaching danger,
absolutely refused to make her ap-
pearance. But Miss Gladys was al
ways gentle.
well, Doctor" she said, sitting
down on a carved chair which looked
like the section Of boat, what is
my part? What am to do?"
"Why, we will just have a little
visit" answered Emmanuel. He was
parrying to gain time. But even he
looked overwhelmed with confusion.
what setting Is this?" Miss Gladys
asked. Ancient Roman?"
Greek, my DEAR" said the Doctor.
Purely Greek. No doubt you your
self once knew this setting very WELL"