Dropping his hand gently on Stone’s eyelids6, he lifted them and looked at the set, fixed7 pupils. They were small, almost the size of pin heads.
“There isn’t the slightest doubt about it,” the detective decided8, “this man is under some powerful narcotic9, which means that Follansbee has his own reasons for keeping him thus. I’d give a good deal to know just what is at the bottom of it, but, after all, it doesn’t greatly matter. I know that Follansbee means no good, and I’m here to see that he fails; that’s the important thing.”
During the day Nick had kept to his room, and the nurse, a gentle little woman, had decided that he was a model patient. He had, however, ventured to make a few inquiries10 about the inanimate man in the next bed, and the nurse had given him several details.
“He came from St. Swithin’s,” she said. “Doctor Follansbee—the head there you know—is looking after him, so he must consider it a very important case. The doctor says that he doesn’t expect the patient to awaken11 for at least another twenty-four hours. He’s in an unusual sort of coma12.”
There was nothing to be gained by revealing his suspicions to the nurse; therefore Nick kept his peace. He knew, however, that Follansbee would have to return again to see the man, and it was for that visit he was waiting—waiting with an impatience13 which proved the hold the case had upon him.
Another hour passed before Stephen Follansbee’s voice warned him that the long-looked-for moment had arrived. The detective had been sitting up much of the time, but at the sound he stripped off his bath robe and jumped into bed, the nurse being absent. In a few seconds the covers were pulled up to his chin and his face was turned to the wall.
It would have taken a clever observer to notice that on the wall, almost level with his head, hung a small mirror. It had been tilted14 at such an angle that the detective, although he had his back to the bed occupied by Stone, could see everything that happened there.
The door opened, and he heard a soft footfall. He lay quite still, breathing easily and regularly.
There was only one light in the room, a shaded bulb, which was suspended above a small table that stood close to Stone’s bed. The rest of the little ward was in semidarkness.
“Another patient?”
The detective recognized an undercurrent of disagreeable surprise, if not of anger, in Follansbee’s voice.
Miss Worth had accompanied the physician into the room. “Yes, a typhoid convalescent,” she answered, in a low voice. “He came last night, and there was no other place to put him. He seems to be asleep now.”
Nick could hear Follansbee’s footfalls as the latter came across the room and halted by the side of the bed. The hawklike15 face bent over him and the beady eyes searched his features for a few moments.
The pains which Nick had taken in his disguise justified16 themselves, however, and Follansbee presently straightened up.
“Very well, Miss Worth,” he said, turning to the matron, “you need not wait. If I want the nurse I shall call her.”
The woman left the ward. Nick heard the door close softly behind her, and then he cautiously opened his eyes a little and glanced up at the tilted mirror. It caught the glow from the electric bulb, and he could see every movement that the doctor made—could even mark the sinister17 expression on Follansbee’s face. The head of St. Swithin’s had been carrying a little bag, and this he placed on the table, bringing out various articles and placing them in readiness. Then, from the inside pocket, the scientific criminal withdrew a small case containing a number of glass tubes.
When his preparations were completed, Follansbee seated himself on the bed and made a swift examination of the helpless man. The expression on his face was almost fiendish now, and the lids were curled in a mocking smile. Evidently the callous18 scoundrel was gloating over his triumph.
Nick held his breath as he watched, for Follansbee had set to work now. The swift, capable fingers reached out toward the little table, selected one of the vials, and dropped its contents on a little pad of cotton. When the pad was saturated19, the doctor bent closer over Stone in such a way that the detective was unable to see what happened; but a moment later, when Follansbee straightened up, the first sign of life appeared in the motionless figure.
The head moved restlessly from side to side and the eyes fluttered open. Very slowly Stone lifted himself up until he was in a sitting position. His eyes were wide and staring now, and he looked about him with the half-vacant expression of a dazed man.
Follansbee had stepped back as Stone sat up, and now, reseating himself on the edge of the bed, the criminal craned his lean neck forward, so that his face was on a level with that of his victim.
Stone’s eyes, which had been wavering about the room, seemed to fix themselves on the hard, little ones which met them; whereupon Follansbee raised his hands and began to make passes in front of the staring, intent face.
The meaning of his actions was at once revealed to the detective: Follansbee had brought his man back to life only to hypnotize him. For what purpose?
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