The Kennewick courier-reporter. [volume] (Kennewick, Wash.) 1914-1938, 1925-11-12
Copyright BY W. G. Chapmany

outlines Of roadster at the curb.
Get in!' said Hewitt; we've got
to hurry" She seated herself behind
the wheel and, as soon as he was be-
side her she started off to the south.
Bertram knew the way at first; she
was driving down Wells street through
the section Of small stores, fiat build
ings, garages, warehouses and cheap
hotels which lie just westward, and
therefore inland from the lake, OF the
rich, luxurious district along the shore
which In Chicago is called the "Gold
Coast"
With the streets and avenues and
places" to the east Bertram was per-
fectly familiar-there he had been
Z born and brought up; but he knew
almost nothing Of the streets to the
west Of Wells, except in general that
there were an endless lot Of them,
confusedly alike and indiscriminate,
where unnumbered hundreds Of thou
sands of middle-class people lived.
Crane was Of these, for the car
swung suddenly of Wells street to the
west, upon an avenue the name Of
which Bertram did not know. He
wanted to ask Hewitt, but: he did not
for fear Of betraying his ignorance OF
Crane, whom he ought to- know. SO
he made talk Of the storm.
Hewitt said in reply, He got home.
you see. las.'
Eyes" said Bertram vaguely.
,,r II don't know how ever he did It."
she continued, her voice trembling
slightly.
:. She thrust forward with both legs
suddenly, throwing out the clutch,
clamping on the brake. Evidently
here, up this strange street, was
!, home" Probably The was Crane;
but Bertram could only guess.
"They near got him. Maybe they
did! You've some work IN front Of
you, Doctor. Baxter would just yell
for help. Crane -said. That's why
they sent after you" -
The car slipped with an easy skid
to the curb before what appeared to
be three-story apartment building.
ALI lights in this quarter Of the city,
too, were out except for the wind
there was silence. Nobody was about.
AS DR.. B. Darand, surgical bag In
hand, stepped down upon the wet side
walk, he felt his pulses leaping with
unprofessional excitement
Hewitt said to him, as he hesitated:
"You know this place, don't your
You've. been here before. Well, don't
wait for me. They want you in there
Go on IMP
He passed through the black vesti-
bule. and tried the inner door. It was
locked. Then he heard Hewitt behind
him.
did you push the button?"
mo-" he answered. Which button
should he push?
He heard the click Of q key, and the
turn Of q bolt. Hewitt opened an
inner door and a faint odor Of stale
cigarettes came from the oppressive
darkness within. Then further door
to the left opened and fiiekering
yellow light cast pattern on the OPP
posite wall. Within It was the shadow
Of man.
THAT you, Kitty" came the shad-
ow's voice. It was a low, harsh voice,
and ,Bertram saw the shadows Jaw
move. lT.lS tjlEF. Ia
II got him." answered Kitty.
"Hello, Doc!'
{, A short, heavy-sets man in a. dark
sack suit appearedZin the doorway,
holding candle. q
Hello" said Bertram steadily.
"In there! Take look at him.
Doctor Darand entered quickly. It
was q bedroom and he saw by the
Pickering candle-light the body Of
young man lying beneath sheet upon
the bed Doctor rDarand moved for
ward The young man lying there
was appealingly handsome. His black
hair curled against the white pillows,
his face was. pale as; death and his
eyes were closed. Doctor Darands
first glance was professional it told
him that this young man was not
dead. Then, as he continued to gaze,
Bertram was startled by the familiar
ity Of the features on the pillow. He
had seen that face before-some-
where But even as he sought to re-
call the circumstances, and while he
was thinking that, after all, no mis-
take had been made and he rightly
had been summoned to this case, a
rough hand suddenly seized his
shoulder.
"Say-who the HI are your
'Tm Doctor Darand," Bertram an
swered with desperate attempt at
!, doctor, DarandT n. Cranes heavy
jaw thrust forward tlIreateningly.
"What was the matter with him!
| Yot'res helping him, are your
mol" Bertram replied. I'm sur.
geon on my own"
II got him." Kitty interfered. If
anything's wrong"
"Wrong-h-l! He amt the man y
Il Crane withdrew his muscular grip
ifrom Bertram's SHOULDER andt faced
her. ~. j. W .-5li l'r.i
"Well," she was saying to Crane
| trying to be easy and confident, u
brought a doctor, anyway" Ant
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