It was as though memory and reason had suddenly snapped within his brain.
"The doctors will want him," commented Chief Coy.

"And we can't be hustling back a bit too soon." It had been a gloomy morning at the home of Banker Dodge.
Through the night, none had slept.

Anxiety had kept them all on the rack.
Mrs.Dodge, a thin and nervous woman, had gone from one spell of hysterics into another, as morning neared.

A trained nurse had to be sent for.
Then in a calm lull Mrs.Dodge had telephoned for Lawyer Ripley, who lost his breakfast through the speed with which he obeyed the summons of the distracted wife.
As a result of the lawyer's visit the reward of a thousand dollars had been offered.
The house was quiet again.

Dr.Bentley, having been called for the third time, had administered an opiate, and Mrs.Dodge was sleeping.