Under Lock and Key; or, Marion Marlowe's Last Role — page 21: what you’re looking at

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18 MY QUEEN. himself quietly into her room and bent above As this thought flashed through his mind, her with a triumphant leer upon his features. the miserable wretch chuckled, then the With practised skill he bared her arm, heavy lock clicked, and Marion was once without disturbing her. Ttien, taking a more a prisoner. , glistening instrument from his pocket, he As the doctor slipped noiselessly away, he thrust it against the flesh and pressed a knob was quite unconscious of a pair of glittering on top. He was giving her a hypodermic in- black eyes that were taking in the situation jection. from the shadow of the main building. The moon was trying to shine, bit the sky was clouded. Awaiting a moment when it was pitch dark outside, the doctor raised the CHAPTER x : girl in his arms, wrapped only in alight blanket, and bore her from the room, locking’ THE SEARCH, the door carefully behind him. Dr. Lee did not return to his office that Despite his caution, there was a click as he- night; he was busily occupied with other took the key out of the lock, which awoke matters. Miss Thompson with a start. When he did glance in, it was ten o’clock Turning over in bed, she reached out for in the morning. His face was ashen, and he the knob of her door, which she could just held in his hands a morning paper. touch, and opened the door a trifle. A gleam of satisfaction lighted his face She was just in time to catch a glimpse when he found that his assistant was not of Dr. Fenn passing by with Marion in his there, and, scribbling a hasty note, he laid it arms, and,.as she closed the door again, she upon his desk, then proceeded to give the heard him steal softly down the corridor. under officers some hurried orders. ‘What the mischief is he doing now ?” she When Dr. Fenn appeared, an hour later, asked herself, quickly, as the flash of his lan- after an early trip to the city, his superior’s tern disappeared. carriage was just returning from the railway Springing out of bed, she quickly donned depot, where it had left the superintendent a few clothes, without awaking her room- awaiting the express for Boston. mate; and, throwing a wrap over her, and A curse escaped him as he glanced at the lighting a lantern, she hastened out of the ote, then the scowl upon his swarthy fore- room. head slowly lightened. Near the door of Marion’s room she spied “Gone for a brief vacation,” he muttered, something white lying on the floor. — . angrily. “A clever trick to throw the re- | “What’s that, | wonder ?” she exclaimed, iN sponsibility upon me. Well, for once I am a whisper. “He must have dropped it out ojad of your absence, you traitor! of his pocket as he was Carrying her. Well, He seated himself at his desk, and smiled I guess there is no harm in taking a look at with satisfaction. His errand to the city had akg not been fruitless. She bent as she spoke, and picked up a After opening the morning mail, he sud- , letter. Thrusting it into her dress, she denly thought of something, and, a moment started for the entrance to the ward, deter- later, the papers which he had taken from the mined to find out where the doctor was tak- gafe q few — bere ae safely back in ion. their special compartment. Oe dates later, Dr. Fenn deposited his “Now to begin the search for Miss Gor- + burden in a small, vacant cottage in the very don,” he whispered, as he ope 7 oe rear of the grounds, which was used, upon report which the night watch had left for rare occasions, for the isolation of violent jm, “I'll send for Miss Thompson at once patients. | and mfke my accusation, then—— : No one would dream of searching for her His thoughts were interrupted by the ce there, he thought, for the responsibility of her trance of the clerk, who was haiag 6 carc escape would be promptly laid upon her at- jn his hand and looking greatly excited. tendants, who would have no motive what- aA gentleman who says we have om fiancée soever for locking her in the cottage. locked up here,” he began, nervous y mS * He intended to accuse, Miss Thompson in Dr. Fenn turned pale, and his jane ropped. the morning. He hated"the woman, and it his was a decided Sygate om, . m4 would serve as an excuse to get rid of her. “T told him he must be mistaken, Now that Carson was stricken, there was the clerk, rapidly, “but he ieee See nothing more to hope for from him, but is more, he 8 ee } ag he ae ‘ag still the reward of ten thousand him the superintendent iad gone, | 9 om | who coult earn it more easily any one in authority will answer. a roy "Blakely ? Dr. Fenn took the card with trembling fit- than . rhe y! 7 ~comicbooks.co