Still facing her he said in a low tone, "Miss Dodge--you
did write this letter--but under the influence of the new
'twilight sleep.'"
We looked at one another amazed.
Outside, if we had been at the door in the hallway, we might have
seen the sinister-faced Michael listening. He turned and slipped
quietly away.
"Why, Craig," I exclaimed excitedly, "what do you mean?"
"Exactly what I say. With Miss Dodge's permission I shall show
you. By a small administration of the drug which will injure you
in no way, Miss Dodge, I think I can bring back the memory of all
that occurred to you last night. Will you allow me?"
"Mercy, no!" protested Aunt Josephine.
Craig and Elaine faced each other as they had the day before when
she had asked him whether the sudden warning of the Clutching Hand
would intimidate him. She advanced a step nearer. Elaine trusted
him.
"Elaine!" protested Aunt Josephine again.
"I want the experiment to be tried," she said quietly.
A moment later Kennedy had placed her in a wing chair in the
corner of the room.
"Now, Mrs. Dodge," he said, "please bring me a basin and a towel."
Aunt Josephine, reconciled, brought them. Kennedy dropped an
antiseptic tablet into the water and carefully sterilized Elaine's
arm just above the spot where the red mark showed. Then he drew
the hypodermic from his pocket--carefully sterilizing it, also,
and filling it with scopolamine from the bottle.
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