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"It is," went on Kennedy, as the full horror of the thing sank
into our minds, "the indol-and phenol-producing bacteria which are
the undesirable citizens of the body, while the lactic-acid
producing germs check the production of indol and phenol. In my
tests here to-day, I injected four one-hundredths of a grain of
indol into a guinea-pig. The animal had sclerosis or hardening of
the aorta. The liver, kidneys, and supra-renals were affected, and
there was a hardening of the brain. In short, there were all the
symptoms of old age."
We sat aghast. Indol! What black magic was this? Who put it in the
food?
"It is present," continued Craig, "in much larger quantities than
all the Metchnikoff germs could neutralise. What the chef was
ordered to put into the food to benefit you, Mr. Pitts, was
rendered valueless, and a deadly poison was added by what another-
-"
Minna Pitts had been clutching for support at the arms of her
chair as Kennedy proceeded. She now threw herself at the feet of
Emery Pitts,
"Forgive me," she sobbed.


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