Photoplay (Sep - Dec 1918)

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ALL STATIONERS By mail 2c extra. Booklets free. The most Practical Eraser for Everybody THE O.K. MFG. CO., Syracuse, N. Y. Makers of the famous Washburne "O.K (Continued from page 38) Mary investigated. She poured some of the water in a glass, and sniffed. "I don't smell anything," she said. "He experiments with germs, father told me," Colin explained. "They wouldn't smell." Meanwhile Mrs. Sowerby, her daughter dismissed in disgrace and Dickon threatened with the law, for helping their master's son, decided it was time for her to take a hand. She had been a trusted servant of Archibald Craven when he was first married, until her own brood of children became so large they demanded all her time. She had always suspected the doctor, and now she knew he was trying to wrong Colin. She learned that Craven was in Cairo, and sent him a cablegram, urging him to come home. There followed several days of rain, a drenching deluge, that kept everyone indoors. The doctor unexpectedly developed a kind and compliant attitude toward Colin. Watching for the malady to develop that he was confident he had implanted, he agreed to all requests. He even consented to have the brace put away, and let Colin walk about the house. At last the weather cleared, and the doctor started out on his mission. His brother had given him authority to do as he saw fit concerning Mary, as well as with Colin, so completely was he dominated, and so far had he lost all his initiative. Throughout the day Mrs. Medlock kept reminding Mary that she would soon be in a place where she would be forced to respect her elders. Mary the unconquerable whispered to Colin that they'd never make her go — she'd run away to Mrs. Sowerby's. Late that afternoon, Dickon, filled with terror at the thought of the doctor's threat, was loitering in the edge of the wood, when he saw his arch enemy approach along the path that led to his mother's cottage. He watched him, his eyes ablaze for an instant, his hand clutching at his throat. Should he warn the doctor — or — yes, he must. He could not bear the thought of even such an evil creature as this dying a terrible death. "Better not take that path," he called out. "The rains 've made it dangerous. Ye've got to go around. Ye'd never come out o' there alive." The doctor did not even thank him for the warning. "I just was on my way to tell your mother that the magistrate has set your case for Thursday week." he snarled, and Dickon fled. The doctor turned toward the manor, and a few minutes later met Mary. She was on her way to the only practical source of help she knew, Dickon's mother. The doctor stopped her. "You start tomorrow." "If Colin gets worse after I'm gone," Mary retorted. "I'll, tell them that you're putting germs in his drinking water." The doctor could not suppress a start of astonishment, affecting ignorance. "I saw you," Mary insisted. "I'll tell," and she went on toward the path that Dickon had just warned the doctor was unsafe. He watched her, with narrowing eyelids, and a sinister smile came over his face as he turned on toward the manor. The news of the doctor's return soon reached Colin, and he understood how much the loss of Mary was going to mean to him. He could not bear it. They must find some way to avoid the parting. He knew she had gone to Mrs. Sowerby's, and slipped out of the house to follow her. Dickon, postponing as long as he could taking the news of his fate to his mother, saw Colin approaching. "Have you seen Mary?" Colin asked. "She was going to your mother's." "Was she warned about the bog?" Colin gasped. "No, I don't think so. Why?" "Try to stop her. It isn't safe. I'll run for help," and Dickon was off. Colin hurried along the path, and soon heard dismayed cries for help. Hobbling along as fast as his weak legs would carry him, he came upon Mary, sinking deep in an apparently shallow patch of mud. "Bring help, quick," Mary cried. "But don't come in. Don't! Don't!" The last word was a shriek of warning, but it was too late. In his anxiety Colin had stepped too close, and they were both sinking, dragged down by the quagmire. But they discovered that together they sank more slowly than Mary was sinking by herself, and there was the hope that Dickon would bring help in time. It was just as Colin's strength was vanishing that the boy's voice was heard, calling to them down the path, and soon he arrived with two farm hands. Meanwhile at the manor house the doctor was encountering another surprise, also a bit disconcerting for the moment. A fly from the village drew up in front of the house, and the master of the manor alighted. "My dear brother," the doctor said, "this is so unexpected." Craven looked at him searchingly. On the voyage from Egypt he had been doing something very remarkable, for him. He had been thinking. "How is Colin?" he demanded. "Why — I hesitate to arouse your hopes too strongly, but he really seems much better. In fact, he is walking." "Walking!" In his delight. Craven forgot his suspicions, but angry voices interrupted further discussion. Colin and Mary, smeared with mire, attended by Dickon and the two farm hands, scowling and with clenched teeth, entered the house. "Father!" Colin exclaimed. "You've come just in time." "My boy, what do you mean? What is the matter?" "That man — I won't believe he's your brother — tried to" poison me not a week ago, and would have succeeded only Mary had come to my room and wakened me, and we were watching him. Today he let Mary go down a path that Dickon had warned him was dangerous. He has been trving to kill me with that spinal brace, and if it hadn't been for Mary I never would have known that I can walk. And so he's sending Mary away." They did not notice that the doctor had slipped out of the room. fidvertisement ill PHOTO PLAT MAGAZIXE is guaranteed.