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S “Why, Coxe old. man, ° whede the ¢ cause “of, this. You're all layed. BO = = The author looked at his" friend with : = s vacant stare. ” me Nez fantom, Conny. He's real or Tt m Se ~No- fantom. J [have written the plot for * ight. now in sfddenly en- se cerian. z c= eit “08- s poe roe \ “Did “you see your fantom again = = apprehensive lest the author might have about eleven: o'clock that night that the than he was able to bestow te force the 2 > his hand. young: man standing near an electric _ light, apparently waiting for some one. She beckoned him and, { tr s raised his-hat. = call = The » landlady Bee = told what we was: mained” with Tae: friend: all night ; he was another spell before morning. => = ‘His fears ‘were well grounded. — It was physician was called to the telephone to — listen to the frantic talk of the author’s — A landlady. She said the sick man was try-— ing to make thread of the bed-clothes and- kindling-wood of the bedstead. ee Tompkins hurried to the side -of his. — ee friend only to find that the landlady had but slightly pepencd the true state of sas affairs. — = The writer-was clearly out of his mind. = Thinking over the remarkable coinci- = _ dence of the sculptor in his. story and in = reality, his overworked imagination had stretched until it had cracked. His eyes were rolling in their sockets and his fin- FS gers were alternatingly clutching his hair and the sheets; now he would laugh and cry out some incoherent exclamation; then his brow -would wrinkle and he . would beat the sides of his head with his open palms, muttering to himself. —~ — The physician’s face wore a troubled look as he directed the landlady to hold — the author down while he tried to admin- ister a sleeping potion. The. affair was- as baffling to him as to the author. As he approached the bed the sick man > glared at him like a caged animal, en- - raged through captivity. — = oe Tompkins saw immediately that it = — would require more physical exertion — patient to drink the mixture he held in ‘Turning to the landlady, he told her to hasten for assistance. Nig r 7 % ria Thinking, perhaps, that the affair might prove — ‘distasteful to her other — = -roomers, she decided not to call afiy? oF SSS them, but went to- the front door to ask aa. aid of some passer-by. a Se _ And it is well that she did so. = On the opposite curb she noticed a after a slight — == hesitation, the Ber approached and =