Tulsa daily world. [volume] (Tulsa, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1905-1919, 1917-10-21
"A Story of Dual Personalities Love and Intrigue


from the walls and floor He was
staggering drunkenly when they
cached the hall below
lie placed her on the grass and
plunged back into the flames. Tho in
stiute was ablazc fire sueamod from
Tho roof and windows A group "a
villagers clustered upon the lawn,
Looked on helpiessly Joan saw Jcn-
RIMS Leading tho uatrou, dpprr1' 'hlng
her She tried 10 tell him that Lam
cuftcr h1I gOUc back nhe could not
sneak. but he understood her look
"Ihc doctors safe he faid, and "a
be spoke, Jean saw Lancaster among
On group of men who had gathered
about something wrapped in a blan-
ket.
lie rose and came t1 her That was
an Joan remembered
And for days and nights her memo
res Of tho past We're cut short wa
Laucaster's return that night borne
la,k hy the power of her love flung
ltrth across the miles between them.
She kuow that he lived and as tne
nightmare II tho end filtered into nct
mind there came with It thC sense OF
an abiding peace. as II the past wds
dead with all it's terrors
Sometimes she felt that Lancaster
was beside her but when nt last com
Ilefo consciousness returned Joan
found hereef in bed in stranga
house. Thru the windows she couI,.
see the outlines of the familiar noun
ihlns gildcd In the red sunset glow
against the blue OF the sky Beside
her sat figure which seemed to be
80 remotely Of the past that u was diff
tlcult TO .efrain from laughing at the
iucongruity OF the sight.
II was jenkins with his black head.
Az Joan stirred he turned toward her
That's right Miss Wentworth" ne
said heartily. Now. you've rounded
the corner. and reckon the lane lies
straight before you"
"'rhc doctor dld not steal that
money murmured Joan weakly
Jenkins laughed as If her words
amused him immensely. why. Miss
Wentworth. you've been saying that TO
me every time you woke these five
days past" he aaid, but couldn't
over get YOU to tell me how you knew
It,"
u don't remember saying It before"
said Joan
81 reckon you've ben pretty weak,
Miss Wentworth. But tell me how you
know IT,"
- don't know. Why. yes. Of course
do. DR.. Lancaster couldn't stea.
anything Where Is he?"
"rll fetch him. Miss Wentworth. He
wants to see you; he's been slttinS
here beside you for days waiting till
you really woke up"
"I'm not burned Dr. Jenkins?"
aslted Joan in alarm
Not the least little bit, Miss Went
worth. I'll bring you a mirror"
no. | take you on trust w nat
made me 80 i'll. DR. Jenltins?"
The doctor hestated The olo ou-
stinate look began to close down on
his features But Joan caught him by
the arm overwhelmingly.
"Come, now. tcll me-" she saiu.
Did he-did he inject morphine into
me?"
NO Miss wentworth" said Jer-
kins, unable To hold out. cit wasn't
morphine. II was curare-the stuft
that paralyzes the motor nerves with
out destroying consciousness" His
face grew soEber. 1T doesn't leave
traces as morphine does, and that
devil had put Il into morphine bottles
and made the doctor think he was t'
morphine tiend. They hoped to Kill
him more quickly, but somehow he
got used TO It, and guess they were
at their Wits end when YOU cot"o
along But III call the doctor, Miss
Wentworth"
When he was gone Joan lay back on
her pillows, looking out into the
mountains. She knew what had oc-
cured that night. In her drugged state
she had seen tho whole dreadful pic
ture-Myers unlocking Mrs. Dana's
door and leading her to her own room,
whore she had obtained the revolver;
her Journey - Lancasters room, bent
on her dreadful mission: the murder
of la''< u. in the room opposite, In
stead, for reasons which would never
hc known but were certainly provi-
dental.
She saw further. by the same intu,-
tion, which told her that II had been
Mrs, Dana's body wrapped In the
blanket upon the lawn. Myers. know
Ing her to he druggod and believing
Lancaster dead. had waited In. Mrs.
pGna's room and given her the
matches ON her return with which 10
start the fire. hoping thus TO make
sure of his victims and cover up his
tracks And he had fallen into the
trap he had haited. strong as he was,
there must have been q stronger
power fighting him with Mrs Dana's
arms that night when she turned the
key in the lock and left him To ole do
EC had willed Joan should die.
But Joan knew that no word Of this
would ever pass between Lancaster
and her And indeed, as she lay back
and looked across the fields toward
the mountains she fclt that something
had turned tnat page, so that It nau
become not only of the dead past pur
unreal in way and only the present
peace existed.
she heard quick step without.
Lancaster stood i'm the doorway came
toward her, kpelt at her side. and
took her hands In his. And with that
oven the memories OF the past became
tcnuous. half forgotten.
Dear. II has come true" he said
tcnderly.
She lay happily In his arms, LOOKING
out all Tho time toward the sunset on
tho hills. There was so little to say,
because their lives were only begin
ring.
II don't want 20 go back to Avon
mouth" she said at length
"Nor |. Joan. This Is our country
1T must always be our country. But
but the fiRht. john"
Il have stolen Il march on you. m.
dear" he answered gayly. II have
fought out my fight while you were
IN | have resigned from the hospital
nobody gUcssCs anything there
and have convinced the trustees
here, by my appearance, and by tho
presentation Of certain papers happily
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