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"Minna," murmured Pitts, falling back, exhausted by the
excitement, on his pillows, "Minna--forgive? What is there to
forgive? The only thing to do is to correct. I shall be well--soon
now--my dear. Then all will be straightened out."
"Walter," whispered Kennedy to me, "while we are waiting, you can
arrange to have Thornton cared for at Dr. Hodge's Sanitarium."
He handed me a card with the directions where to take the
unfortunate man. When at last I had Thornton placed where no one
else could do any harm through him, I hastened back to the
laboratory.
Craig was still there, waiting alone.
"That Dr. Lord will be a tough customer," he remarked. "Of course
you're not interested in what happens in a case after we have
caught the criminal. But that often is really only the beginning
of the fight. We've got him safely lodged in the Tombs now,
however."
"I wish there was some elixir for fatigue," I remarked, as we
closed the laboratory that night.
"There is," he replied. "A homeopathic remedy--more fatigue.


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