The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1921-02-25
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you only knew what it means to have
my heart lightened of that fear"
"Then l don't think you ought to
complain if l turn over routine inves-
tigation work to a private detective, a
man of absolute discretion who Is not
in the police department, who hasn't
even heard your name, who thinks I'm
interested in this LeOnora for reasons
purely personal to myself"
II don't complain, Philip. was sur
prised, and at first didn't understand
You see-I presume I'm too much Leo
nora or she's too much me-but l
can't somehow help sharing her feel
ings. She was wretchedly afraid the
police might send Red to the electric
chair on information they'd got
through her"
They'll never do that now" Philip
interrupted. "Carnehan is dead" The
girl uttered little cry, something be-
tween pity and thanksgiving, and sank
back, staring. "Yes. His body was
found in the ruins of the tenement
house this morning. Bielinsky, who
was arrested fleeing the flames, identi-
fed the remains. So that fear
passes, ella"
She rested her head YEARLY against
the back of the chair and shut her
eyes. $50 that fear passes" she re-
peated in a whisper. A little shiver
ran over her body. 81 can't think it's
wrong of me to be glad :"
at isn't. It's only human"
But a death so frightful-"
Don't think about that, think how
good 1t is that you-that Leonora need
no longer fear death at every turn
ing"
DO you suppose she knows?"
ITS in all the evening papers. She
must learn of 1t sooner or later, wher-
ever she is"
'"Then-then' your man didn't find
out where they went from the Wal
pole?"
mo. But the presumption is, they
went either to Jersey or Connecticut
to get married, as people do when they
want to avoid publicity. 1 fancy they'd
do that, to leave no clue for Carnehan
not knowing there was no more ne
cesSity." .. a..
"Then nothing stands between her
and her happiness. :" Almost inn
perceptibly the muscles round mouth
and eyes frightened in pain. So did her
hands tighten convulsively on the
arms of the chair. Then with start
the girl sat up, smiling smile of un-
certain apology, shaking her head Wig
orOusly as if to rid it of tormenting
swarm of thoughts. 'There can't be
any mistake, 1 suppose . You're
sure it was Leonora who stopped at
the Walpole?" .... ...-
Not sure, but satisfied. She an
swered the description, and though she
registered under what sounds like an
assumed name, Nora O'More-"
YES" Priscilla interrupted quickly /;
"she'd be likely to use that name"
"Why?"
Because e. why because I
don't quite know" She laughed lit
tie at herself, and sobered into mo-
mentavy thoughtfulness, her eyes
clouding with mental effort. Then
they cleared. "Of course! O'More was
the name of the old woman Leonora
lived with as a child-Mother O'More,'
the neighbors called her. I'd forgot
ten till you logged my memory"
Mother O'More," Fosdick repeated !:
possibly clue. If you've no objec-
ton, I'll set Andrews, my detective.
to work ON it. 1t can't be so long ago
neither you nor Leonora is old
enough-you'd think somebody in that
part of town would remember an ell
derby woman who practised fortune
telling with cards, no doubt a b. of
neighborhood character, called
Mother O'More. If we can find out
what became of her, or even where and
how she lived when alive -
Il suppose all that and more that
we want to know is buried in my SUBJ
consciousness! Don't you think
it might be worth while to try to
stimulate my latent memories by hyp-
uOIlSIn, perhaps!
Fosdick stubbornly opposed that.
"Only as last resort. I'm frankly
distrustful of the psychic effect on
you, if we excite your subliminaI con-
seriousness by too much nagging. Far
better let your subconscious slumber-
far better you should forget rather
than remember too much!"
Yes" she assented uncertainty, and
nodded with wistful eyes. 81 want to
forget if can, as quickly as can"
''You must. You must try. 1t would
be good thing if you never dreamed
again of Leonora."
But one can't control ones
dreams ~
"I'm not so sure. 1 believe it might
be done. l can help little, I think
but really it all rests with you"
81 suppose so -" She was puz-
zled, intent. "But what to dc?"
Its a matter of will power simply.
You can do 1t if you will, but you must
want to heart aud soul"
Her face was at once dark with
thought and flushed with hope-be-
yond all telling sweet.
But | do, Philip want so much
to forget, more than you know. !
want so much to think there's nothing
strange about me any more, I'm just
normal human being IKE any other
girl. want never to think again
:. - She caught herself up in con-
fusion and did not complete the
thought. More subdued, she contin-
ued: 81 promise faithfully to do all 1
can, whatever you think best"