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Ross proved to be a man whose very face and manner were magnetic,
as should be those of one who had chosen his branch of the
profession.
"You have heard, I suppose, of the strange death of Price
Maitland?" began Kennedy when we were seated in the doctor's
office.
"Yes, about an hour ago." It was evident that he was studying us.
"Mrs. Maitland, I believe, is a patient of yours?"
"Yes, Mrs. Maitland is one of my patients," he admitted
interrogatively. Then, as if considering that Kennedy's manner was
not to be mollified by anything short of a show of confidence, he
added: "She came to me several months ago. I have had her under
treatment for nervous trouble since then, without a marked
improvement."
"And Mr. Maitland," asked Kennedy, "was he a patient, too?"
"Mr. Maitland," admitted the doctor with some reticence, "had
called on me this morning, but no, he was not a patient."
"Did you notice anything unusual?"
"He seemed to be much worried," Dr. Ross replied guardedly.
Kennedy took the suicide note from his pocket and handed it to
him.


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