New Britain herald., 1922-07-17

IS nothing wrong. When l sugge sted an alienist this morning she was angrler than l have ever seen her. Nothing more happened for the first week after fathers strange at. tack except that Uncle Roger seemed to grow more deeply troubled. He haa promised to give lecture on archaeology at the high school last
 "edheshay 1T l had only known" Was the lecture not given?" Tt was!" Bitterness sharpened her sort, girlish tones. And the next 1 day the village was talking worse than 1t had over fathers behavior, Sergeant Miles, that lecture was the most hideous travesty imaginable, ! Had 1t been sheer drivel 1t wouldn't nave been 80 bad, but 1t was a clever satire, ridiculing the archaeological discoveries Of recent years. The au dience didn't know whether to laugh or to feel affronted at his insult to their intelligence"
 The next day no one told me any, thing until Mir Grayle came over. It was awful"
 Who Is Mir. Grayle?" oueried the detective.
 A neighbor, naturalist" Patricia responded He and Uncle Roger have been great friends ever since he bought The Rose Tree, next to the Kemp estate"
 She paused and a deeper flush suf fused her face. Sergeant Miles glanced at the attorney who smiled and nodded almost imperceptibly.
 What was your uncle's explana tion?"
 He made none" She shrugged. He looked dreadfully worn and i'll but he was as dignifed as ever and merely said that he regretted his dis course had not met with the approval of his hearers. On Saturday when the paper came out there was per feet furore the editor intimated that the lecture was the work of dis ordered mind and recalled fathers oration before the soldiers monument. insinuating that they had both fallen victims to some strange alteration. In the very face of 1t Aunt Jerusha made me go to church with her yes- terday and I never thought I could go through such an agony of mor- tification!
 T made up my mind l would come to see you today, and then when Uncle Andrew was found this morn- ing"
 She broke off once more as though too overcome to continue. The de- tective and attorney glanced at each ether before the latter remarked:
 Go on, my child Tell the Ser geant exactly what you told me-.
 Early this morning. Edward the houseman. found Uncle Andrew sit. ting on the drawing room floor in his pajamas playing like a child with some ornaments which he had taken from the cabinet and mantel, and when he saw Edward he ran toward | him on all fours growing as though | he were pretending to be some kind | of an animal. Edward has never gotten over being she'll shocked This morning was the last straw and he gave immediate notice, so Aunt Jeru- sha sent me into town to engage an- other houseman, and a gardener | That gave me my opportunity to come and consult Mir. Wells" She hesi- tated once more. T don't know, though, what she will say when she sees you. Sergeant"
 "She need see in me only what she | sent for-the new houseman" Ser geant Miles announced.
 Patricia's blue eyes opened very wide.
 "Oh. could you?" she breathed.
 "I want an assistant outside as we'll" interrupted the detective. You say that a gardener is needed, too?"
 "You-you don't know any detec- tive who is a gardener, too, do your"
 T know the very man.' Sergeant ( Miles exclaimed with enthusiasm.
 Patricia glanced from one serious face to the other.
 Then you don't think it Is just l.. hat they're losing their minds, my father and-and my uncles? You font think my aunt will be the next z 70 go and then-perhaps-!
 She faltered once more but her meaning was unmistakable, and all ! hough the attorney was discreetly silent he laid one slim, blue-velned [ ,and upon her arm reassuringly.
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