The Crime of the French Café and Other Stories

  CHAPTER III.

  THE DOCTOR OFFERS A BRIBE.

  Nick was not greatly surprised by his discovery. He knew that Dr. Jarviswas a sleep-walker.

  The reader may remember the case of a young woman who, in her sleep,walked nearly a mile on Broadway, and was awakened by a policeman towhom she could give no account of her wanderings.

  At that time, the newspapers had a good deal to say about sleep-walking,and several good stories were printed about Dr. Jarvis. The doctor wassensitive on the subject, and he had threatened the most dreadfulvengeance if he ever found out who had betrayed his secret to thereporters.

  These stories came into Nick's mind at once. He decided to witness thisstrange scene to the end.

  There was, however, little more to be observed. The doctor extinguishedthe lights and ascended the stairs.

  He paused a moment beside the mutilated body; put away his knife, drewthe cloth over the corpse, and then turned toward his room.

  Nick followed, and entered the room close behind the somnambulist. It issometimes possible to question a person in that condition, and to learnwhat he would not disclose when awake.

  Some such intention was in Nick's mind, but he had no opportunity ofexecuting it. The doctor walked to the window, of which the shade wasdrawn. Accidentally he touched the cord, and the shade, which workedwith a spring, shot up, making a loud noise.

  With a peculiar, hoarse cry, the doctor awoke. He exhibited the nervousterror common at such times. He jumped back from the window, and turnedtoward the bed.

  Nick, disguised as Cleary, stood directly before him. It was impossibleto avoid discovery. The moonlight flooded the room.

  "Cleary!" cried the doctor, "why are you here?"

  "I heard you moving about, sir," replied Nick, imitating Cleary's voicewhich had very little of the ordinary peculiarities of the negro.Indeed, he was an educated man.

  "Walking in my sleep again," muttered the doctor. "And such dreams!Great Heaven! such dreams!"

  "I thought you must have had a bad nightmare," said Nick.

  "I have. It was dreadful."

  The doctor pressed his hands to his head.

  "What did you dream, sir?"

  "What business is that of yours, you infernal, inquisitive rascal?"

  "Well, sir," said Nick, respectfully, "I thought from what you did--"

  "Did? What did I do?"

  Nick very briefly described the scene which he had witnessed.

  Dr. Jarvis seemed overcome with horror.

  "Is it possible?" he cried.

  Then suddenly he turned and hurried out into the laboratory. He wentstraight to the corpse upon the slab of stone, and drew back the cloth.

  Nick followed, and together they gazed upon the mutilated body. Itseemed to Nick that it was the same which he had seen before, and whichhe had known to be not that of Patrick Deever. But in the uncertainlight he could not be certain.

  Dr. Jarvis gave him little time for making his decision.

  He hastily replaced the cloth, shuddering convulsively as he did so.Then he returned to his room.

  He sat down upon the edge of his cot, and held his head in his hands.When he looked up his violent mood had passed away. He seemed to wish totalk.

  "It was a hideous dream," he said.

  "Murder?" asked Nick.

  "There was murder in it," replied the doctor. "I thought that I hadkilled--that I had killed a man."

  "Patrick Deever?"

  "How the devil did you know that?" cried the doctor, springing to hisfeet.

  "Well, sir, the man has disappeared, and--"

  "And somebody has been filling your head with foolish stories. Who wasit?"

  "Mr. Deever was asking some questions about his brother."

  "And you told him everything you knew, and a good deal more, I suppose?"

  "I didn't tell him anything."

  "It's lucky for you that you didn't. Now, look here, Cleary, you knowwhere your interest lies. Don't you lose a good job by talking toomuch."

  "No, sir; I won't. But there's something in dreams, and--"

  "There was agony in this one. I thought that I had killed Deever, andwas obliged to hide his body. I felt that the police were close upon me.

  "It seemed as if I had only one night in which to make myself safe. Ithought first of burning the body in the furnace. Then it seemed best touse the acid. Heavens, I am glad to be awake again!"

  "Such a dream as that means something, sir."

  "It means this--that miserable, drunken rascal has disappeared, and I amlikely to have trouble about it."

  "He'll come back."

  "I don't know about that. Perhaps he won't come back."

  "Have you any idea where he is, sir?"

  "Do you think I killed him, Cleary?"

  "No, sir; certainly not."

  "But suppose I did? What then?"

  "Well, sir; it's a terrible thing. I--"

  "Would you betray me?"

  "I would not say a word unless I was sure that you were guilty."

  "Even then, why should you speak?"

  "There's a conscience, and--"

  "Nonsense! What business is it of yours? Now look here; you think a gooddeal more about money than you do about your conscience. I've got money,and I'm willing to pay well to keep out of trouble."

  "But I don't want to get into any."

  "You won't. All you've got to do is to keep still."

  "Keep still about what, sir?"

  "This sleep-walking to-night."

  "I won't say a word, unless--"

  Nick hesitated. He wished to give the doctor the impression that hisinnocence was by no means clear, and that the idea of shielding amurderer was not to be entertained.

  His acting was evidently successful.

  "Look here, Cleary," said the doctor, "I don't trust you. There's justone thing that will satisfy me. You must get away."

  The doctor was trembling violently. Evidently fear had taken possessionof him.

  "Get away?" asked Nick, as if surprised.

  "Yes; I'm afraid of you. You will talk."

  "But where shall I go?"

  "Go to Australia," said Dr. Jarvis, after a moment's reflection. "Youhave no family. It makes no difference to you where you go, so long asyou have money."

  "How much money?"

  "In that safe," said the doctor, pointing to a steel box in the corner,"there is enough to start you. I have about five thousand dollars incash there, and I will send ten times as much more after you. Is thatenough?"

  "You take my breath away," said Nick. "When must I go?"

  "At once; to-night."

  "But, Dr. Jarvis--"

  "Don't talk. Do it. If fifty thousand dollars isn't enough, you shallhave a hundred thousand within six months."

  "How do I know that you will send it?"

  "If I don't, come back and denounce me."

  "But how will you explain my going?"

  "I will say that you have gone to Europe for me as you did go threeyears ago."

  Nick shook his head.

  "Dr. Jarvis," said he, "I've worked for you twenty years, and I think asmuch of you as of any man living, but I can't do this."

  "Why not?"

  "I can't shield a guilty man."

  "Nonsense, you idiot; I am as innocent as you are."

  "Then why do you send me away? No, Dr. Jarvis, this is plain to me. Youkilled him."

  "I killed him?" cried the doctor.

  "Yes; but you are not a murderer at heart. Some accident led to this.Tell me how it happened, and if it is as I think, I will go."

  "I tell you I am innocent. I had nothing to do with this man'sdisappearance."

  Despite all Nick's ingenuity, Dr. Jarvis stuck to this assertion. Therewas nothing left for Nick, in the character of Cleary, except to pretendto believe it.

  He resolved to accept the doctor's bribe. This was almost necessary, forin any case he would be obliged to remove Cleary.

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sp; After this conversation, it would not be safe to leave the negro there.The doctor would, of course, discover that some trick had been playedupon him as soon as he mentioned the events of the night to Cleary.

  The results which would follow such a discovery Nick wished to avoid.

  He, therefore, with great caution, accepted the proposal, and received alarge sum as the first installment of the blackmail.

  As to the doctor's real intentions, Nick was in some doubt. It seemedprobable that he meant to sacrifice Cleary to secure his own safety incase it became necessary.

  If Cleary ran away, it would be easy to divert suspicion to him.

  The case against Dr. Jarvis looked very plain. Innocent men do not takesuch desperate measures. And yet Nick was far from reaching a definiteopinion in the case.

  He returned to Cleary's room; and it required a good deal of skill tokeep the doctor out of it. If he had entered, and had seen two Cleary's,it is hard to say what desperation would have led him to do.

  For an instant Nick had an idea of letting him do it, and then attemptto secure a true statement of the case with the aid of the shock whichthe doctor would have sustained on discovering how he had been duped.

  But second thought showed him the necessity for a different procedure.

  From Cleary's window he signaled for Chick, who was in waiting near thewall, and to him he delivered the unconscious form of the negro.

  Then he returned to take his leave of the doctor--a difficult business,which he managed with great skill.

  This done, he secretly left the hospital.

  What had been the true meaning of the night's events? It puzzled him tosay.

  Was the body on the slab that of Patrick Deever, or had the doctor gonethrough in his sleep the act which he intended to perform later with thereal body?

  Nick thought that the latter was more probable. He was inclined tobelieve that the body of Deever might be concealed about the building.If so, he would find it.

  Reflecting thus, he passed outside the hospital walls.

  Three men were approaching along St. Nicholas avenue. Two of these hequickly recognized as Chick and Lawrence Deever. The other was unknownto him.

  Evidently Chick had sent Cleary away in a carriage which they had keptwaiting near the hospital during the evening. How he had met Deever,Nick could not guess.

  He went forward to meet the three men.

  He had removed the disguise in which he had deceived the doctor, and wasnow as Deever had seen him before.

  Deever recognized him at once, and started forward, saying:

  "You ask for proof of my brother's death. I will give it to you. Here isa man who saw him buried."

  And he pointed to the stranger.