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"But you said she had red hair, brows, and lashes, and was quite young in appearance; while Mrs. Walton was old and wrinkled, with white hair; the brows and lashes I did not notice particularly, but they certainly were not red," Doctor Wesselhoff responded, doubtfully.
Walton, I suppose?" he remarked, just glancing at the card which she had given the servant. The woman bowed, then observed, with a patient but pathetic sigh: "I have called, Doctor Wesselhoff, upon a very sad errand, and one which I trust you will regard as strictly confidential." "Certainly, madame; I so regard all communications made by my patients," the gentleman courteously responded.
"My name is Huff, sir," the man returned, in a calm, respectful tone, "and I have come to see what I can do for you." "There is but one thing I desire you to do release me instantly from this wretched place!" Ray responded authoritatively. "Yes, yes; all in good time. Doctor Wesselhoff will attend to that," Mr. Huff mildly replied. "Doctor Wesselhoff?" exclaimed Ray, astonished.
Is it any wonder that I believed you an accomplice when I found myself in that padded chamber and losing all sense and reason beneath the influence of a powerful mesmerist?" Doctor Wesselhoff had listened gravely throughout the young man's recital, and, though astonished and puzzled by what he heard, felt that he was relating a very connected story.
"I tell you I am perfectly well, and I have been only tricked into this place by some cunning thief who has robbed me. Whether Doctor Wesselhoff is concerned in it or not, I cannot tell. I confess it seems very like it to me, although I have always heard him well spoken of.
Walton had been the name of the person who had so cleverly deceived Dr. Wesselhoff. She had been old and wrinkled, and now, without doubt, she had come to St. Louis to dispose of her share of the stolen diamonds, and had worn the other woman's dress, thinking, perhaps, it would be safe to do so, and would not be recognized under such different circumstances.
Doctor Wesselhoff was also greatly moved at the sight of his emotion, but as soon as he could control himself sufficiently, he remarked: "I have a very strange story to tell you, Mr. Palmer, and you may be inclined, as your son was at first, to suspect me of complicity in the affair.
After saluting Doctor Wesselhoff, he threw himself, with a heavy sigh, into a chair, where he immediately became absorbed in his own painful thoughts, appearing to forget that there was any one present, or that there were duties devolving upon him as host. "Mr.
"My son! my son!" he cried, in quavering tones. "Oh, if you can tell me anything if you can tell me that he lives," the word was scarcely audible, "you will put new life into me." "Tell me his full name, if you please," said Doctor Wesselhoff, who was scarcely less excited than the trembling man before him. "Raymond Palmer." "Describe him to me."
"It certainly was a very brazen one, yet very cleverly arranged, and just as artfully carried out," Doctor Wesselhoff remarked; and then he inquired, while he regarded his companion with earnest interest: "But have you no doubts as to the truth of my statements? Have you no suspicions that I might also be concerned in the plot?" "No, sir; I am impressed that you are a man of truth and honor.
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