apture was the means of revealing a small damage to
the skull, evidently caused by a previous accident. It was found
that the crushed area of bone caused a depression deep enough to
press upon the brain which might account for his mental state
which is said to be abnormal.

Darrell has been subject to occasional fits of depression and is
said to have become easily excited. The present indications are
that the operation was successful. The patient is resting easily
and talks more rationally than at any time since his capture. A
police guard is being kept at his bedside and it is the
intention of the authorities to question him when he is able to
submit to such examination.

County Detective Ferrett, whose skill is responsible for the
capture of Darrell where he was in hiding at Camp Merritt,
thinks that the damage to his skull may very likely have been
caused by a blow received in an altercation at the time he
killed his victim.

And so a few days elapsed, and the poor helpless victim was surrounded
by officials enough, both local and Canadian, to capture the whole
hospital. But the victim, pale and swathed and bandaged, had the
advantage of them, and they could only wait. Old Mother Nature cannot be
hurried by the law. Much of the time Blythe slept. Then, one fine day,
he asked for Roy and Pee-wee. They asked him what he wanted of Roy and
Pee-wee and he said he wanted to hear them jolly each other....

CHAPTER XXX

THE VISIT

"I guess we ought to have a rehearsal, hey?" laughed Roy.

"We don't need any rehearsal," said Pee-wee; "when we get there you just
start jollying me and I'll answer you back. I don't care what you say,
you can say anything you want. I'll say a lot of things about the Silver
Foxes, hey? And you knock the Ravens; knock them good and hard, I don't
care. Call me a raving Raven because that always made him laugh."

"Don't worry," Roy said, "he only has to look at you to laugh."

"Shall I wear all my stuff so you can make fun of me?" Pee-wee asked.

"Have a heart," said Roy, "you don't want to kill him."

"Let's ask Warde to go too," said Pee-wee, "because he--I kind of think
he doesn't believe Blythe is a criminal. Maybe the others think so, but
he doesn't--that's what I think. And you don't because you said so."
Then he added anxiously, "Do you?"

"I--I guess not, Kid," Roy answered doubtfully. He was almost ashamed