Evening star., 1922-05-26

1t; it will take only a minute to run
II on on the typewriter"
Mastersoh rang the bell. A young
man appeared noiselessly.
"Wix," he said take this: 4 left
New York in 1908, travelling on the
continent. mostly in Paris. Vienna
and Rome. Latterly l have lived In
London. until six weeks ago. when 1
returned to New York. Will that
server
Yes. perfectly" said Kennedy, las
he folded up the sheet of paper which
the young secretary handed to him.
Thank you. l trust you won't con-
slider it an impertinence IL l ask you
whether you were aware that DR..
Ross was Mrs. Maltlands physician"
of course, 1 knew it," Masterson
replied frankly. Il have given him
up for that reason, although he does
not know 1t yet. 1 most strenuously
object to being the subject of-what
shall l call it?-his mental vivisec-
ton
DO you think he oversteps his po-
sition in trying to learn of the msn-
tai life Of his patients?" queried
Craig.
Il would rather say nothing further
on that. either" replied Masterson.
I was talking over the wire to Mrs.
Maitland few moments ago, giving
her my condolences and asking il
there was anything 1 could do for her
imm mediately, just as. I would have
done in the old days-only then. of
course. 1 should have gone to her
directly. The reason l did not go. but
telephoned, was because this Ross
seems to have put some ridiculous
notions into her head about me. Now.
look here; ! don't want to discuss
this: I've told you more than 1 in
tended, anyway"
Masterson had risen His suavity
ISmasked a final determination to say
no more.
The day was far advanced after
TINS series OF very unsatisfactory
Interviews; l looked at Kennedy
blankly. We seemed to have uncov-
cred so little that was tangible that
| was much surprised that apparently
he was well contented with what had
happened In the case so far.
IL shall be busy for a few hours
marked. as we parted at the subway.
I think, If you have nothing better
to do. that you might employ the time
in looking up some of the gossip
about Mrs. Maitland and Masterson
phasized. Drop in after dinner
There was not much that I could
find. OF Mrs. Maitland there was
practically nothing that I already did
not know from having seen her name
in the papers She was a leader in a
Gel III SCI WHICH =" dS uSNOClDS IT'S
activities to various social and moral
propaganda. Masterson's early esca-
padeS were notorious even in the
younger smart set in which he had
moved, but his years abroad had mel
lowed the recollection of them. He
had not distinguished himself in any
way since his return to set gossip
af1oat. nor had any tales of his doings
abroad filtered through to New York
clubland. DR.. Ross, I found to my
surprise. was rather better known
than 1 had supposed. both as a spe-
cialist and as man about town. He
seemed to have risen rapidly in his
profession as physician to the Ills of
society's nerves.
I was amazed after dinner to find
Kennedy doing nothing at all.
whats the NATTER" 1 asked. Have
you struck a snag?"
No" he replied slowly, "I was
waiting. 1 told them to be here be-
tween half-past s and g."
"Who?" I queried.
"Dr. Leslie" he answered. "He has
ance of Mrs. Maitland, DR.. Ross and
Masterson."
The quickness with which he had
worked out a case which was. to me.
one of the most inexplicable he had
had for a long time. left me stand
ing speechless.
One by one they dropped in during
the next half-hour. and. as usual. it
fell to me to receive them and smooth
over the rough edges which always