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/ raise it above that modulated
pitcn. To do so was unnecessary
1t was sufficiently authoritative with
out emphasis. You have been MAX
ing friends with Miss Copely, l see."
Tie remark was casual but KEEL
sey OWNED un~dercurrents.
rs that her name?" he asked un-
interestedly, II thought it might be.
Sisters?"
The Doctors eyes were on him.
"Yes--a sad case. Hopeless 1
fear. She wanted to be a writer. I
have seen some of her manuscripts.
Pretty bad. There was one fair
story, though, of a little seamstress
who fell in love with an actors pic
ture. He played Mercutio. That
was one of your favorite parts. 1 be-
lieve.
You're in one of your inventive
moods today" Helsev said i%nsolently
"IIave you entirely forgotten the
hit you made in that part?" Bristow
was now as Kelsey expressed it to
himself, batting him for fair. Cant
you recall the duel scene where you
stagger back into the arms of your
supporters. the house still? IT'S not
so deep as a well. nor so wide as a
church door, but twill serve. A
plague o. both your houses!' Then
thunders of applause.
Kelsey was a little pale from his
{ -ort at self-cortrol, his mouth was
rigi..
Who that had ever lived through
such an inspiring experience aid
forget it?" he r1urmured with ex-
a~ggerated enthusiasm,
Good" Bristow's tone was graft
fled. "You are coming along nicely,
my dear boy"
With a pleasant nod, he turned
away and stepped back to the drive
where his car was waiting.
Kelsey's face was black as he
looked after him. Lost in his re-
sentiment and sense of injury, he
had forgotten the girl. 1t was with
a start that he realized that she had
come back and was seating herself
beside him.
"Give mo some paper" she said
t~mperatively.
Studying her, curious to see what
she would say or do next, Kelsey
took a notebook from his pocket
and, tearing out a few sheets, hand
ed them to her.
She began to write-words, half
words, dots, dashes. anything. Her
head was bent over the paper. Any
one watching her would have
thought her absorbed in her task.
But, while she wrote, she talked in
a rapid undertone.
you are IN actor" she said ac-
cusingly. at overheard some of the
things he said to you. Perhaps you
were only acting when you spoke of
him to me?"
az never was an actor" he inter-
rupted harshly. That's Bristow's
little game. 1 am what 1 told you,
George Kelsey, a physician who has
specialized in mental diseases. BIT
who are YOU? That's more to the
point just now. 1 made a snap
diagnosis of you, when 1 saw you
first. as a drug-addict-your pallor,
your eyes. But they don't admit
them here. Amnesia, then? That
means your memory of past events
is blotted out. Yet 1 don't believe,
for all you say, that yours Is ever
touched"
CHAPTER VIII
An attendant making his leisurely
rounds paused near the rustic bench
on which Kelsey and the girl were
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the distance between them and the
wall with his eyes.
Kelsey recognized him as one of
the men who had hindered his
egress when he tossed his luggage
over the gate and attempted to climb
after it; and meeting that heavy,
suspicious glance, lifted his brows
and dropped his mouth Stimulating
q bored and weary resignation which
was further borne out by his inert,
lounging attitude.
The attendant, remembering a pain
full bruise or so sustained in their
brief but animated encounter, twin
killed. his small eyes, grinned and
walked on, deriving a malicious
pleasure from ignoring what he took
to be Kelsey's S. o. s. call for relief.
The girl paid no attention to either
of them. Her head bent owe the
notebook, she covered it's pages
with a racing pencil apparently OBJ
livious to everything about her.
"He's gone" murmured Kelsey
when the guard had moved out of
ear-shot. Nov tell me-"
TITS all rather confusing to me-"
she said at last, evidently h~esitating
to commit herself; "why l am at
this place. l mean, and the reason
for keeping me here, and all. And I
would like to get things clear. Per-
haps it would help, if you would tell
me first what you are doing here?"
Every WELL" he smiled q~uizzically; |