Now that the strain was off, however, she felt that she needed rest and a chance to recover herself and it occurred to her that a few quiet days with "Aunt" Tabitha, who had been her nurse when she was a little girl, would do her a world of good.
She sent for Aunt Tabby, yet the fascination of the experiences through which she had just gone still hung over her. She could not resist thinking and reading about them, as she sat, one morning, with the faithful Rusty in the conservatory of the Dodge house.
I had told the story at length in the Star, and the heading over it caught her eye.
It read:
THE CLUTCHING HAND DEAD
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Double Life Exposed by Craig Kennedy
Perry Bennett, the Famous Young Lawyer, Takes
Poison—Kennedy Now on Trail of Master Criminal's
Hidden Millions.
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As Elaine glanced down the column, Jennings announced that Aunt Tabby, as she loved to call her old friend, had arrived, and was now in the library with Aunt Josephine.