The Washington times., 1918-04-18
The Wolves Of New FORK
A STORY OF LOVE AND MYSTERY
Moncrief Goes to DR.. Wilbraham to
BIackmail Him and the Latter
Begins to Get Revenge
Part ons-(cOutinusd)


home, he was told, and would see
him. There were a few patients 10
bes attended TO hrst. 1t was, In
fSrt nearly an hour before he was
formally ushered into the consulting
room, and during that time he had
occupied himself thinking over
what he was going 70 say.
AIoncrief did not know Nlbra-
ham, except by repute. he had no
idea OF the strength OF the man
aEainst whom he was pittinE him
self. He had heard from Lillian
that the surgeon had parted with
= large sum without difficulty
upon its being presented TO him
that a serious accusation might be
made against him with regard to
the death OF his wife; 90 much Mon
erisf knew, no more. He WAS armed
av~ith q written Indictment oraWn
m and EErned by the nurse who
had attended the dying woman;
there was little doubt In Monertets
mind that Spencer Wilbraham
would be ready to pay heavily 10
have this document in his posses-
sion. Besides, failing this, thefe ;
were other points 70 fail back UPON.
lfoncrfef felt very sure OF himseH, <
and couseouently entered the con-
EultinE room with = jaunty air
which seemed at variance with his
pale face, ard painful limp.
MonerIef Visits WfIkFah@.
The surgeon was seated at his
desk, and his face was in shadow.
il was dusk, and there was no arti-
ScIal lirht IN the room Wilbra-
ham glanced At the card which
lay on the blottinE pad befors
You are Mr.. MOnerisf7"
That IL my name" To himself
NEoncrief added: He does rot
know me-" He had feared that his.
name might have been familiar, but
evidently It was not so.
You wish 70 consult me profes-
Elonzllyg"
Partly. incidentally. have
poVAethinE 70 communicates TO you"
-Ah! Let Os take the medical ques-
tIon first. What Is troubling you?"
Moncriet was a little non-plussed
at the surgeons cold and callOus
manner. Stnl he was somewhat
anxious about his ankle, which WAS
badly inflamed, and he, saw in the
visit an excellent opportunity to OBJ
tain medical advice as well as the
blaekmaiI. which was HIS primary
object After an, II was natural that
a surgeon should put hIs. profsSsion
first
'lt Is my ankle" he said. fI must
have sprained II. I think don't
suppose It is anything very serious.
Will you see it?'
wilbraham bowed gravely. Pray
take this chair" he said, and let
me examine your foot. All" a.
Moncrief WINGED over the operation
OF removing the boot. u see that
Sou are in pain"
Thinks HlmseIf q Coward.
II bear pain badly" said Goncrief.
more for the sake of talking than
for any other reason. "and the anti
eipation OF IL 10 worse still. I'm
afraid I'm q shocking coward. L
don't mind this" he added. though
not without certain nervousness.
FOR I'm convinced it's nothing Sc
IF you thought 1t were Sc
lous-- remarked Wilbrtham. az
ne pusned his chair back and rose,
a tall. commanding figure.
should be in a state Of terror"
a n.
he was speaking carelessly, though
what he said was true. He vas an
utter coward when threatened with
pain or illness. He did not realize
that he was-ImbartinE informakio
70 the surgeon by thus betrayinG
his nature.
Many people are like that" said
Wilbrsham- IL was as II he wss
carrying on an ordinary conversa-
tion to distract his patients atten-
lon while making his examina tion.
1t is remarkable how they fear the
knife, whereas
Il understand It." cried MonerIef,
with a shudder. There Is some
thing awful TO me in the idea I
Hbould fear II as I fear death"
-Ah. you fear death?" WiIbFaham
was examining the damaged ankle
as he spoke. He had thrown. the
strong light Of an electric lamp
upon #, but his face was still in
shadow.
A DreaFy CORveFsafIon.
"Abominable. I should go mad II
knew I had some incurabIs dis
ease. That's why hardly ever see
a doctor; but, / say'-he laughed
sort OF conversation, iE it7 I'm
afraid ! started il, so I've only my
Rslf TO blame. Can't we change the
aubject?T
Wilbrsham made no answer. Mon
erlefs foolish chatter had placed a
strong weapon in his hands, and he
was not slow 70 appreciate II. His
enemy Was a coward. a man TO
whom fear OF death was q thousand
times worse than death. IT was
through his fears that he must be
punished.
Fate has delivered him into my
hAndF.~ muttsrsd Wilbraham to
himself
He gave tie ankle a sharp wrench.
Nonerisf cried out with the wholly
unexpected pain.
II say-easy-easy-you hurt"
81 fear II cannot be avoided" said
Wilbraham gravsly. 1t is nsees-
sary to make the examination"
But it's nothing, mere spraIn-
surely
The surgeon made no answer
Presently he repeated the jerk on
the ankle This time Monerist
1T hurts you badlyG" wHbrahan
released his hold Of the foot an
STss-TiEht up my ieE-tO th'
thigh"
RarEasa Otartias AIoaeFisA
Nonerisf sat up and Etzed at thi
surgoon With friGhtsnsd eyes.
sThst-do You moanf he crloo