The Vestibule Limited Mystery — page 124: what you’re looking at

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, THE VESTIBULE LIMITED MYSTERY. | 115 CHAPTER XV. HEROIC MEASURES. Of course I know that in all probability this is news of Robert, and yet I cannot help saying: “Are you from the hospital?” He answers in the affirmative. I open the note with a little uneasiness—what if I should read.of Robert’s death—such a thing might happen under the circumstances. “Come—he is recovering—Therese.” That is all. I draw a breath of relief. , “No answer, my man,” I remark, rising. He turns and leaves the room with something of a military salute. “That fellow’s been in the army. What news, Craig?” asks the colonel. I hand him the slip of paper, and proceed to draw on my light overcoat. The air of Chicago becomes . exceedingly chilly at this time of year, particularly as night draws nigh. A few words and I am off, heading for the distant hospital on the South-Side. The cable cars are put into good use to transport me on my way, and as | ride I reflect, reviewing the whole case. If Robert can only be managed properly, we may readily set up a game by means of which the ad- venturer and his daughter will be brought low, I have stopped at the Palmer on the way and sent Gomicboo aa £ CS €o