stow's still very weak, but he told me to let you in. He said he must
see you as soon as you arrived."

Braceway saw that there was no bed in the room, and asked where the sick
man was. The nurse pointed to a closed door leading into the adjoining
room.

"What's the matter with him?" he asked. "By George! He hasn't had a
hemorrhage, has he?"

"Yes, sir. That's exactly what he has had. The doctor says all he needs
now is rest. He doesn't think there's any real danger. Will you go in to
see him?"

She quietly opened the door to the sickroom. Braceway went in on tiptoes,
but Bristow stirred and turned toward him when the nurse put up the
window shade.

"You'll have to lie still, Mr. Bristow," she cautioned on her way out.
"It's so important to keep these ice-packs in place."

"Thanks, Miss Martin; I shall get on," he answered in a voice so weak
that it startled Braceway.

"I don't think you'd better talk," said his visitor. "Really, I
wouldn't."

Bristow gave him a wry smile.

"It's nothing serious; just a--pretty bad hemorrhage," he said, finding
it necessary to pause between words. "The boneheaded Mowbray--my
physician in Furmville, you know--was right for once. He said--this might
happen."

"I'm going out and let you sleep," Braceway insisted, displaying the
average man's feeling of absolute helplessness in a sickroom.

"No, not yet. The fellow I had in--knows his business--put ice on the
lung and on my heart--gave me something to lessen the heart action."

"And you're not in pain?"

"No. I'll be all right in--in a little--One thing I wanted to--tell you.
Quite important--really."

He mopped his forehead with tremulous, futile little dabs which
accentuated his weakness. Braceway instinctively drew his chair closer
to the bed so as to catch all of the scarcely audible words.

"Just occurred to me," the sick man struggled on, "just--before I had
this hemor--Ought to have somebody, extra man, working with Platt and
Delaney. Tell you why: if Morley mailed the jewelry that--night of
the murder, he wasn't fool--enough to mail it to himself or to his
own--house. If he visits anybody today--we ought to have an extra man
with Delaney. Delaney can keep on Morley's trail--extra man can watch
and--if necessary, question anybody Morley visits or consults with.
Then----"

"Correct!" exclaimed Braceway. "Right you are! Who says you're sick? Why,
your bean's working fine. Don't try to talk any more. I'm going out