Pulp Fiction, 1906 · page 129 of 230
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THE OUTCAST. 311 his name to be remembered gratefully by many people. His entire fortune, aside rote certain small amounts named in a codicil, was to be devoted to the building and en- dowment of a county hospital. By this act the testator had made it improbable that his nephew would try to break the will; he would have the weight of public opinion as well as all the ‘legal resources of the county author- ities against him. Burress listened with dulled compre- hension to the reading; it did not inter- est him in the least. Even the item in the codicil instructing Higby, as the dead man’s administrator, to pay the debts incurred by the doctor during his college course fell upon his unappre- ciative ears as though it all referred to some stranger. Aside from the funeral and the minor ealls of his profession, he had devoted the twenty-four hours which elapsed since his appearance at the postponed eoroner’s inquest to attendance on Seymour Lloyd. The latter had no im- mediate family, and all his-kin lived at a distance. He was as much alone in the world as Burress himself. Nathan Landgrave, his partner in the Blue Front Grocery, was the only person aside from the doctor and Leshe who felt any peculiar interest in his condi- tion. Nathan was a plodding, calculat- ing man, for whom Lloyd had worked so many years that Nathan had agreed to a partnership and a division of the profits of the business rather than suf- fer the loss of his assistance. Being scrupulously honest, Burress knew that the storekeeper would look out for Lloyd’s pecuniary interests; but the senior partner in the grocery firm could not be depended upon for any- thing else. Indeed, everybody seemed uncannily willing to step aside and allow the entire burden of Lloyd’s treat- ment and nursing to fall upon the doctor’s shoulders. ° The strange malady which had stricken Lloyd fairly frightened those neighbors who saw him. Leslie, despite the opposition raised by her parents, who were bound by the usual chains of propriety, was the only person who was really anxious to assist Burress, and Lloyd had awakened to his present ex- istence with an unaccountable objection to a feminine nurse. To see the young man, who soon looked much like his usual self, lying, unable to speak, as helpless in most things as as puling infant, recognizing none of those who came to see him—these strange conditions struck the visitors as utterly inexplicable. Its effect on Nathan Land- grave will serve as a sample of the gen- eral attitude of the community. “I swow I can’t sense it’s him!” ejaculated the storekeeper, pushing both his old fur cap and his spectacles back from his bald forehead, while he stared down into the face of the afflicted man. “Tt don’t look like Lloyd, ’ceptin’ that it’s his face. Never seen that ex- pression in it before—blank’s an idjjit, Dr. Burress! Poor See! Poor See! Aw him as cheerful and chipper as a erig t’other mornin’ when he started out ter find you. | “By the way, doc, ye didn’t happen ter meet up with him at all that morn- in’, did ye?” “No,” replied Burress, with averted face. Nathan turned from the sick man and whispered the next question, his wrinkled countenance revealin’ much worriment of mind: “Did he have his gun with him, doc? I ean’t find it nowher’s erbout th’ place, an’ I’ve hunted high an’ low. Warn’t you *n’ him goin’ gunnit’?” It had come—the first query pointing the way to the end. Burress had felt that suspicion would raise its head, and that deeper inquiry would be made into the murder whether Lloyd recovered or not. His expectation was only being ful- filled sooner than he had thought. But his mind.was prepared for it. On his knees at the spot where he had fired the fatal shot, Ramon Burress had sworn to prove equal to whatever trial fate prepared for him. 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