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Updated: September 11, 2025
Ayscough drew the sheet over the dead man's face and signed to his companion to follow him outside, to a room where Melky Rubinstein, still gravely meditating over the events of the evening, was awaiting their reappearance. "So that," said Ayscough, jerking his thumb in the direction of the mortuary, "that's Chen Li! You're certain?" "Chen Li! without a doubt!" answered the house-surgeon.
I shall call there tomorrow morning, and I shall want to see this young Japanese gentleman, too. I daresay you see that this is a case of murder and there's more behind it!" "You suspect Chang Li?" suggested the house-surgeon as they went out to the cab. "Couldn't say that yet," replied Ayscough, grimly. "For anything I know, Chang Li may have been murdered, too.
But I've a pretty good notion what Chen Li was knifed for!" When the house-surgeon had gone away, Ayscough turned to Melky. "Come back to Molteno Lodge," he said. "They're searching it. Let's see if they've found anything of importance."
"I had an idea," said she in a low voice, "of sending for Monsieur Ferrand, the house-surgeon, you know, who accompanies us. He would have given the poor girl something to calm her. Only he is busy downstairs trying to relieve Brother Isidore, in the Family Ward.
"These Easterns keep very much to themselves, you know. I can't think of anything." "Don't know anything of their associates friends acquaintances?" suggested Ayscough. "I suppose they had some amongst your students?" "I never saw them in company with anybody particularly except a young Japanese who was in some of their classes," replied the house-surgeon.
Well, to be brief, I handed in that stark old traveller from nowhere at the hospital, and as a matter of curiosity sat in the waiting-room while they examined him. In five minutes the house-surgeon on duty came in to see me, and with a shake of his head said briefly "Gone, sir clean gone! Broke his neck like a pipe-stem. Most strange-looking man, and none of us can even guess at his age.
"Can you say what's known at your hospital?" "Very little," replied the house-surgeon. "They entered, as students there we have several foreigners about last Christmas perhaps at the New Year.
When I received as house-surgeon six, eight, nine hundred francs, I thought it a large fortune, and I would have remained in this position for the rest of my life if I had been able to do so, but when I took my degree of doctor I was obliged to leave the hospital. The possessor of several thousand francs, I should have followed rigorously my dream of ambition.
"Now, you will observe that he could not have been on the staff of the hospital, since only a man well-established in a London practice could hold such a position, and such a one would not drift into the country. What was he, then? If he was in the hospital and yet not on the staff he could only have been a house-surgeon or a house-physician little more than a senior student.
It is to the parasites of tuberculosis and cancers that I devote myself, and for seven years, that is, since I was house-surgeon, my comrades have called me the cancer topic. I have discovered the parasite of the tuberculosis, but I have not yet been able to free it from all its impurities by the process of culture. I am still at it.
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