New Britain herald., 1922-07-18
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 CHAPTER II. .

CHAPTER IT.
 T have never encountered SC strange a case, John Wells remarked their young client.
 T have been the attorney for Ho- baH Drake and his sister Jerusha for the past twenty years and their affairs are in perfect shape" The attorney
 sat back in his chair and placed the tips of his fingers together rehectively Rogers brilliant scientific career speaks for itself and Andrew made a big financial success of his sheep ranch. I had known the family years ago, but not intimately,
 They held themselves aloof from the neighbors with the bitter pride of poverty which resents the memory of past affluence.
 T should like to know how they impressed you before prosperity re- turned to them,' the detective asked. T want to gauge what changes the past twenty years have made in their several characters. It's evident from the widely different careers which they chose that the three brothers are as far apart In temperaments as the poles.'
 "They always were" Wells re- marked reminiscently. Roger is the oldest of the fanily-he must be about forty-eight-and except In out ward appearance, he has changed the least, in my estimation He was al- ways a dreamer, a shy sort of youth. A just the opposite; boisterous and fun-loving, and more sociable than any of the rest. Jerusha-Miss Drake-comes next She was digni- he'd and austere even as a mere girl"
 What of the third brother, the father of the young lady?"
 There you will find the greatest change, Sergeant" The attorney spoke hastily and in more confidential tone as if to make amends for his inn piled suggestion. Hobart was drab. colorless young bank clerk at twenty-three, wholly without am- Is dynamic force on the Street and until this unfortunate episode the leading citizen of his community. Il cannot believe that his sanity is in question much less that all three brothers should be attacked at virtu- ally the same time I feel that there must be some other explanation"
 The attorney pushed back his chair and rising, moved to the window where he stood for a moment. Then he wheeled Sergeant, I haven't a theory. a suspicion, an idea of a possible solution The whole thing is monstrous, incredible! If l were , ignorant and superstitious, if I be- lieved in the Evil Eye"
 He left the sentence unfinished and | Owen Miles smiled slightly once more, l
 But science has proved the ex- lstence of the modern equivalent of | the Evil Eye, hasn't it. sir? Isn't | that what you're getting at?"
 You mean hvpnotism, of course | 1t seems too bizarre thought to en- certain seriously. If these three brothers are not the victims of some strange drug, Administered ol otherwise, which is slowly driving ! explanation is there? ?"
 The detective rose also and picked | lp his hat from the desk. we shall zee"
 The afternoon was well advanced when Sergeant Owen Miles approach d the long lines of gistening green houses near a country club and then paused as hearty voice hailed him from the golf links Turning he be- held a stocky, robust figure clad in rolling clothes striding vigorously oward him
 What the dickens-!' Miles stared IS they clasped hands. "scottie, what's come over you that you are boiling around with the idle rich at ] country club?'
 Didn't you hear, Owen, my lad?" Fergus McCredy beamed joyously on ifs youthful friend This commun- ty has seen fit to take me up social ike, and I've taken up my own na- ional game to keep in shape"
 I've got bigger game on than .olf, Scottie, and I hoped you would ike to take a hand in it with me" 7 He paused suggestively and Scottie ose to the bait.
 What Is the case, laddie ?"
 When the story was concluded he emarked briefly;
 "f'm with you. It may be mad ouse we're going to but it sounds to ne like something very different. " CHAPTER III.
 Just after the dinner hour that vening, Sergeant Miles, alias William Brown, the new houseman, presented imself at the kitchen door of the ouare old Colonial house in which so ,any generations of the Drake family ad lived. An elderly butler made his appear nee. { The new houseman? Miss Drake l ill see you in the servants sitting ( oom.'' Almost immediately tall, gray { aired woman entered. { My niece engaged you at our usual { rency7'' Her voice was deeply con- alto and it seemed to Miles that her $ right dark eyes beneath the strong C rows were attempting to bore him e ,toieh. Did she explain the duties r ,.xS -..ya kn ra~snA -od If you 7'' |,