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behind the screen and reappeared almost at once, dressed in a slip. Pinero glanced up.
    "This way, my dear. First we must weigh you. There. Now take your place on the stand. This electrode in your mouth. No, Ed, you mustn't touch her while she is in the circuit. It won't take a minute. Remain quiet."
    He dove under the machine's hood and the dials sprang into life. Very shortly he came out, with a perturbed look on his face. "Ed, did you touch her?"
    "No, doctor." Pinero ducked back again and remained a little longer. When he came out this time, he told the girl to get down and dress. He turned to her husband.
    "Ed, make yourself ready."
    "What's Betty's reading, doctor?"
    "There is a little difficulty. I want to test you first."
    When he came out from taking the youth's reading, his face was more troubled than ever. Ed inquired as to his trouble. Pinero shrugged his shoulders and brought a smile to his lips.
    "Nothing to concern you, my boy. A little mechanical misadjustment, I think. But I shan't be able to give you two your readings today. I shall need to overhaul my machine. Can you come back tomorrow?"
    "Why, I think so. Say, I'm sorry about your machine. I hope it isn't serious."
    "It isn't, I'm sure. Will you come back into my office and visit for a bit?"
    "Thank you, doctor. You are very kind."
    "But, Ed, I've got to meet Ellen."
    Pinero turned the full force of his personality on her. "Won't you grant me a few moments, my dear young lady? I am old, and like the sparkle of young folks' company. I get very little of it. Please." He nudged them gently into his office and seated them. Then he ordered lemonade and cookies sent in, offered them cigarettes and lit a cigar.
    Forty minutes later Ed listened entranced, while Betty was quite evidently acutely nervous and anxious to leave, as the doctor spun out a story concerning his adventures as a young man in Tierra del Fuego. When the doctor stopped to relight his cigar, she stood up.
    "Doctor, we really must leave. Couldn't we hear the rest tomorrow?"
    "Tomorrow? There will not be time tomorrow."
    "But you haven't time today, either. Your secretary has rung five times."
    "Couldn't you spare me just a few more minutes?"
    "I really can't today, doctor. I have an appointment. There is someone waiting for me."
    "There is no way to induce you?"
    "I'm afraid not. Come, Ed."
    After they had gone, the doctor stepped to the window and stared out over the city. Presently he picked out two tiny figures as they left the office building. He watched them hurry to the corner, wait for the lights to change, then start across the street. When they were part way across, there came the scream of a siren. The two little figures hesitated, started back, stopped and turned. Then a car was upon them. As the car slammed to a stop, they showed up from beneath it, no longer two figures, but simply a limp, unorganized heap of clothing.
    Presently the doctor turned away from the window. Then he picked up his phone and spoke to his secretary.
    "Cancel my appointments for the rest of the day. . . . No. . . . No one. . . . I don't care; cancel them."
    Then he sat down in his chair. His cigar went out. Long after dark he held it, still unlighted.
    * * *
    Pinero sat down at his dining table and contemplated the gourmet's luncheon spread before him. He had ordered this meal with particular care, and had come home a little early in order to enjoy it fully.
    Somewhat later he let a few drops of Fiori D'Alpini roll down his throat. The heavy, fragrant syrup warmed his mouth and reminded him of the little mountain flowers for which it was named. He sighed. It had been a good meal, an exquisite meal, and had justified the exotic liqueur.
    His musing was interrupted by a disturbance at the front door. The voice of his elderly maidservant was raised in remonstrance. A heavy male voice interrupted her. The commotion moved down the hall and the dining-room door was pushed open.
    "Madonna mia! Non si puo'