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If the story had been told to Hazleton, what might he not have already done? He must be found first of all if we were to meet the conspiracy of these two. Kennedy reached quickly for the telephone. "There is one stream of scandal that can be dammed at its source," he remarked, calling a number. "Hello. Klemm's Sanitarium? I'd like to speak with Miss Haversham. What gone? Disappeared? Escaped?"
That man gives me the willies." "How about the sanitarium run by this Dr. Harper?" asked Josie. "Does it have a good reputation?". "About as good as Judas Iscariot!" exclaimed the hotel keeper with violence. "I'd just as soon put any of my nutty kin in the penitentiary and sooner. I betcher that Harper is going to get in trouble some of these days.
Miss Frances Candler, this is Miss Blondie Bonnell, late of Wintefield's Saratoga Sanitarium for sick purses, and still later of MacAdam's Mott Street branch! Now, Blondie, like a good girl, run along and get the lady something to drink!" This proffered refreshment the outraged lady in question silently refused, staring tight-lipped at the walls about her.
As it was, she was not above a certain forewarning sense that made her say with an air of inconsequence as Claire finished her recital: "Mrs. Towne tells me that there is a chance that Mr. Stillman's wife may get well. She's in a private sanitarium, at Livermore, you know." She stopped to draw up the bedclothes higher.
"We'll hope for the best," said Bart, cheerfully, "Now let's go all over the details and arrange our campaign. This is the first time I ever helped in a raid on a sanitarium." "I hope it will be the last," spoke Frank. "It's a sad-enough thing, and I only wish it was over." "Cheer up," counseled Fenn. "You've had it pretty hard, carrying that secret all alone.
"Maybe the telephone line runs to the sanitarium," suggested Fenn. "That's it! I believe you're right!" exclaimed Ned. "I never thought of that. Why, it was by following the line that we met Frank before. Let's follow it again, and perhaps we shall come to the insane asylum." "And suppose we do?" asked Bart. "Well, we'll know where it is," Ned went on. "That's something.
I remember an occasion, many years ago, when in Ceylon, I, in connection with my brother, had organized a scheme for the development of a mountain sanitarium at Newera Ellia.
'Twouldn't be worth while settin' it up at the sanitarium for a week, an' I'm minded to try a medical bed, anyways. I ain't never had none. Get the carriage, quick, for I feel an ailment comin' on me powerful hard every minute." "Suppose," said Harlan, in a swift aside, "that they refuse to take the patient? What shall we do then?" "We won't discuss that," answered Dick, in a low tone.
Vertrees. "One of the sons, I suppose he was. I believe he's insane, or something. At least I hear they keep him in a sanitarium somewhere, and never talk about him. He was staring at himself in a mirror and talking to himself. Then he looked out and caught me." "What did he " "Nothing, of course." "How did he look?"
Amelia was always restive under raillery. "We needn't," she said, "go into that. I did hope to arrange it, but Dick upset things frightfully. He has behaved badly, very badly indeed. I hope now to persuade you to call in Doctor Brooke yourself. I should suppose he'd recommend your going into a sanitarium. However, we can't judge till we see what he says.
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