Strange glared at him balefully. With an effort at patience
she inquired: "Say! What ails you, anyhow?"
Jones swallowed hard. "Understand, he's a friend of mine. No
damned magic goes."
"Magic?"
"No--cockroaches or snakes' tongues, or--"
Mrs. Strange fingered a heavy china bowl as if tempted to bounce
it from Blaze's head. Then, not deigning to argue, she whisked
past him and into the sick-room. It was evident from her
expression that she considered the master of the house a harmless
but offensive old busybody.
For some time longer Blaze hung about the sick-room; then, his
presence being completely ignored, he risked further antagonism by
telephoning for Jonesville's leading doctor. Not finding the
physician at home, he sneaked out to the barn and, taking Paloma's
car, drove away in search of him. It was fully two hours later
when he returned to discover that Dave was sleeping quietly.
XXV
A WARNING AND A SURPRISE
Dave Law slept for twenty hours, and even when he awoke it was not
to a clear appreciation of his surroundings. At first he was
relieved to find that the splitting pain in his head was gone, but
imagined himself to be still in the maddening local train from
Brownsville.
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