The Vestibule Limited Mystery — page 62: what you’re looking at

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© a4 We a Re 7 yy Wy af ty r, § 4) THE VESTIBULE LIMITED MYSTERY. 53 “No, sir. I have not been sick.” “Have you bought anything in a drug store?” “Not for mvself.” | “For any one else, then?” “Yes.” “Would you mind telling me what it was?” “H’m, I don’t know,” he replies. “How is that—forgotten?”. “Hvangeline gave me a piece of paper with some- thing on it—a doctor’s prescription, I believe—but my mind being occupied with other things I did not notice. As I passed a drug store I went in and had it. filled for her.” “Ah! did the druggist say anything?” “He knows me well, glanced at the paper, and asked if I meant to use it myself, and upon my replying absent-mindedly that I did, he said he would write the directions again on the label. I paid him and came out, handing the bottle. to Evangeline, later, without removing the paper.” “T see, sir, and it soon went into the hands of Andrews, and from him to Doctor Samuels, whom I saw filling this small vial. Was it a square bottle you purchased, sir?” . “T believe it was.” “Then see for yourself how this clique of assas- sins have arranged to get your property. If that liquid, taken in quantity, is a deadly poison, and you are found stiff and stark in your berth to- morrow morning, all the evidence will point to suicide, for you purchased the stuff yourself, and even declared you meant to use it.” His eyes are opening to the awful truth, though a. -he still persists in remaining blind with relation to Comicboo nN (Si