Vashon Island news-record. [volume] (Vashon, Wash.) 1919-1954, 1932-01-21
out of woman who looked the part
much less than Coggeshall.

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herself, obviously, for some coming
shock or strain.
At length they turned into n gate
way and curved along winding drive
you've got that whistle, Cogges
halli" Mr.. Wells asked suddenly.
eyes, sir"
I'm case anything prevents me from
using my own, blow 1t rs hard and as
often as you can. really don't thini
1t Will be at all necessary, you know
but come right along, both Of you, ir
case. These people aren't out fol
murder. They're badly scared, MS 1t Is
II Vented knows where she is, this
will settle 1t, ! think. Do you know
him, Coggeshall2"
1--WE seen him once, SIR"
"But not Schaffner?"
"No, sir, never"
"All right. Remember your names
And mine. You might just say doc.
tor'-it's easier"
Eyes. sir. I'll remember"
"You're not frightened, Cogges.
hallY
Eyes. sir, but 1t doesn't matter"
The man in the tonneau gave q
short laugh.
"That's the stuff, MISS" he said.
"She'll do, doctorl"
They drew up before comfortable,
rambling country house with several
outbuildings. In front Of a square,
brick tomb, windowless, stood large
sign: "Explosivesl Keep awayw On
another, mo smoking; this means
you warned the careless. But the main
house was like any other, only per-
haps little less tidy and comfortable.
The doctor stepped out briskly and
rang the bell, his attendant at his
side.
Doctor Schaffner2" he asked Of the
gray-haired woman who opened the
door. "Thls is Doctor Jarvis. I have
brought nurse with me-"
"Oh, yes, SIR" she said in fatigued,
llstless voice, she'll be down. If you'll
excuse me-just step in. know
he expected some one" She left
them in vaguely furnished hall, half
office, half sitting room. Open doors
to left and right showed dark linoleum
floors; a gas range stood oddly In what
would have been the drawing room:
opposite, two long kitchen tables COW
cred with dozens Of little square pans
filed a possible library. A strong,
pungent odor floated out Of back
room, from which an elderly man in
black rubber apron peered curiously
at them, glass pipkin in one hairy
hand.
As they stood staring about them,
steps sounded on the stairway and
Doctor Schaffner came down, leaning
frankly over the banister to get :
quick sight Of them.
"Whyl It's not. What do you
want7" he said abruptly, stridinR
toward them.
doctor Jarvis" said his guest, in
a pleasant, low voice. II found that
Miss Lingstrom could get off last night,
after all, and some friends of mine
were coming down this way, so they
brought us. thought you'd be pleased
If we made little time"
"Yes, yes. indeed. Doctor Vented
will be delighted" said Schaffner, II
this was rather surprise, doctor
Friends. You say2 l had-we had
planned to meet you-but no doubt
It's all right"
He extended his hand and Doctor
Jarvis shook 1t heartily, though 1t was
as cold az a fish and very nearly as
limp.
"The doctor is upstairs" he said,
"his rooms are there, you know. VIII
you come up, and the nurse, too?
II should like to talk to the nurse a
little, before-before-"
His voice faded out as he preceded
them up the stairs. An open door at
the top showed a room lined with
shelves filled with hundreds Of blue
glass bottles, with here and there a
brilliant ruby flask.
Suddenly they became aware Of an
excited voice behind the door at the
end Of the hall. A man with pro-
nounced German accent was explain
ing something angrily.
but yesl But yesl tell you,
yes" he shouted. Lied me eggsplain
to you, for heffen's sakei It is not
money If you gave me million,
I could do no more! Gan no woman
have patience, effer?"
Schaffner went hastily up to the
door and, knocking gently four times,
opened 1t.
Jarvis is here, DOCTOR" he said
softly. go in there, please he
added, turning to Coggeshall and point
ing to door on his right. Turning to
obey him, she felt Mr.. Wells hand
pulling her skirt and as the door
opened and pale, plumpish man with
red, inflamed eyes advanced to them,
she was swept past him, close to Mr..
Wells, into the room. An angry growl
from the men and rush were checked,
together. by the maids walllng cry.
"Oh, Mrs. Whltel Oh. madam is 1t
really YOU? oh. what. what han.