The Strange Cases of Dr. Stanchon Part 40
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"I was glad enough, for I felt blue and out of sorts, and we pulled our chairs in front of the fireplace, from habit, and after a few minutes I found myself telling him the whole business.
"'Now what do you make of it, Father?' I asked.
"'I make the devil out of it, doctor,' said he, very placidly.
"'Oh, well,' I began impatiently, 'of course I can't be expected----'
"'Now, wait a bit, doctor,' he put in. 'If you don't go with my diagnosis, what's your own? What do you make out of it?'
"Well, there he had me.
"'Of course,' I said, 'it's a mere coincidence.'
"'Ah,' says he, 'then would you be willing to go and live there with your wife?'
"'Good G.o.d, no!' I burst out, before I thought. And then I wouldn't back out of it. You see, there had been five women. Five good, ordinary, honest women--six, if you count Miss Jessop.
"'I thought not,' said he quietly.
"He sat and puffed awhile.
"Finally, 'I'll have to be taking a look at your house, doctor,' he said.
"'All right,' said I. 'When?'
"'This evening,' he said, 'after my confessions. Say about nine. And I'll go home and have a nap. I'm thinking I'll need one.'
"And he knocked out his pipe and left.
"I was busy all the afternoon, so busy that I almost forgot the whole thing, and as a matter of fact, I had had no time for dinner, when he called for me. He was so fresh and bright and jolly that you'd never have suspected he'd just got a murderer to agree to give himself up, gone with him to see him safely jailed, and sent his confession up to the governor--oh, he was a remarkable man, that man! And it's a remarkable inst.i.tution, the Confessional. We're learning to do more with it now than we did twenty years ago. But they've always known ...
they've always known..."
He ruminated long, and crushed the ashes in the bra.s.s tray before him.
The men nodded, but kept silence, dreading lest he lose the thread.
"I had the horse ready and drove myself. When I unlocked the door of the house I lighted the lamp in the hall, and so on in every room we went through, kitchen and all. In every room there was a fresh s.h.i.+ning lamp, filled and ready, for Althea had left everything like a new pin, and in every room that lamp was lighted, when we left it. You know what a nice, warm glow an old-fas.h.i.+oned kerosene lamp gives a place--electricity's nothing to it, in my opinion.
"'This seems a good sort of house, doctor,' said Father Kelly to me, as we came back and sat down in the pretty little sitting-room, with a palm in it, and cus.h.i.+ons my wife had made, and books on the table. 'I can't see any harm here.'
"'All right,' said I, 'then let's go home. I missed my dinner. Since you see there's no devil here----'
"'I don't see that,' said he, calmly, 'I only see that I haven't found him yet. If a woman has a cancer, doctor, you don't know it the moment you shake hands with her, do ye? So with me and my patients. Now let's think a bit, and if you don't object, I'll call a little consultation.'
"So he takes a little black book out of his pocket, and actually sits there reading! I humoured him, and smoked. After a while he looks up, crosses himself, puts away the book and nods at me contentedly.
"'Now, which room would all of these women use the most, doctor?' says he.
"'The kitchen,' I said directly, thinking of Mynie and Althea. Then, 'No, no, for Mrs. Mears used this for her consulting-room. But the parson's wife spent most of her time in her bedroom. Still, the jeweller's wife didn't--they used the dining-room to sit in. There's no one room, you see.'
"'Unless they all had the same bedroom,' he suggested quietly.
"'By George, they did, then!' I cried, 'for I gave it to Mynie and Althea because it was the coolest. I always sleep on the ground floor.'
"'Then we'll try the bedroom, doctor,' says he, and we went up-stairs.
He was a stocky, short little fellow, strong as a bull, with iron-grey hair, very solid on his feet, yet quick and active, like a thin man.
He sat down in the rocking-chair in the neat, empty bedroom and I brought in another lamp from across the hall.
"'You don't think you'll need the dark for your materializations, Father?' I said, half laughing, as I set my lamp on the bureau.
"'No, no, doctor,' he answered, smiling. 'The Church doesn't work in the dark, you know. We're all for candles, and plenty of 'em.'
"I had to grin at that. He was as quick a man with his tongue as I ever met.
"Well, we sat there, and sat there, and he shut his eyes and tipped back and forth in that chair like a woman, and I might as well have not been there. I mean I was out of his consciousness entirely. Finally I got nervous and bored.
"'There's nothing here, Father,' I said, rather testily. 'Haven't I been here hours on end with the parson's wife? Wouldn't I have known it?'
"He never opened his eyes.
"'Probably not, doctor,' he said pleasantly. 'It's not your job, you see. You were thinking about her liver.'
"'And you?' said I.
"'Her life everlasting,' said he.
"And his eyes shut, all the time!
"So I shut my mouth and watched him. And suddenly his lips began to work, and he was mumbling to himself, and I saw that his hands were grasping the arms of the wooden chair tight, so tight that as he prayed, he actually worked himself over the floor, as a child will, you know. After he'd moved several feet that way, between me and the fireplace--I was counting the inches, to keep myself quiet--he stopped suddenly, opened his eyes and loosened his hands.
"'I've got it now, thanks be!' he said, looking straight at me. 'It's this room, sure enough, doctor!'
"'What do you mean, for heaven's sake?' I said, getting up and coming to him, interested enough, now, you can believe.
"'_For h.e.l.l's sake_, would be nearer the mark,' he answered me, gently enough, but his jaw was set and there was a light in his eye I'd seen there once or twice. 'This is a bad business. This'll take more than sitting down, this will.'
"And flat on his knees he plumped, ahead of his chair, and crossed himself and started praying in Latin. He made no special noise nor movement, but after a while I saw the sweat stand out on his forehead and his face was drawn and pale--and grew paler. Every now and then he'd give a sort of deep sigh and hitch along, almost imperceptibly, on his knees, from fatigue and nervous tension, and after about ten minutes he was almost in the fireplace. With anybody else I could never have stood it, but it was impossible not to respect Father Kelly, and I can tell you that whatever prayers he prayed, they were no perfunctory mumblings: they took it out of him! He was like a man fighting, blindfolded--he breathed like a prize fighter, I tell you!
And just at the edge of the hearth, when I thought I must stop him (that sort of auto-hypnosis will take a person straight out of an open six-story window, you know) he stopped himself, opened his eyes with a jerk, and pointed ahead of him.
"'Mother of G.o.d,' he said in a husky whisper, 'but it's there!'
"'There!' said I. 'What's there, Father? There can't be anything in that fireplace--I've seen a dozen fires in it.'
"He got up from his knees as unconcerned as he'd gotten down on them and cleared his throat.
"'Not in it, perhaps, doctor,' he said, 'but then, under it. Or over it, perhaps. But there, somewhere, it is.'
"'You mean the bricks?' I cried, and he nodded his head like a man too weak to talk.
"'Maybe,' he whispered. 'Look and see."
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