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Havov Tribute cond'd from pg. 6 "What if it wasn't Agnes the killer wanted to kill?" He watched a fly buzz around the room, alighting here and 4 ui 5 =a JRE Yay a He we vi nis the killer? there at rana un I booted foot. "What | Mrs. Hamstead was She's certainly able to plan such acrime." Jeremvie aves cleamead with a sudder "And Jeremy's aves gl inter Pe rrr er buoy pom om ~~ by mS uu yuu jriave a moluve: ones for murderer. No, you'll have to do | Fairchiid nodded. [o} [(] = [4] = ~¥ = © = 5 8 y , "Well, | guess we aren't getting any place just sitting bo ac ae | ~ dono Yoo: Yciide awa A opm A LE nere. When you near from the lab, let me know." Jeremy rose from his chair. "Take care." "You tool" Fairchild's feet hit the floor with a thump as he sat up, "Why do | getthefeeling that you have atheory of your own?" "I'll let you know if anything develops," Jeremy said, then closed the door quietly behind himself. The hospital was abustle with morning rounds, clinics clinics in the out-patient wing, the emergency waiting room awash with the sutferers of the usual summer complaints, from colds to broken limbs, to children with rashes that Soul he poison ye orcould be NEE, | ww oT TS laremv enoke MNT 3 MAT Records office. He had known from the full on ne lots, that the hospital wouid be busy, and had given thanks that he was no longer activeiv involved in the nrocess of ! nge b; in the process of [Sf £48 vas [LORRY A FE PR Jol Cur ing the His OF ine Wworia. Medical Records was, by comparison, an oasis of calm. The three typists were busy with their head sets on, transcribing t the doctors case notes and didn't even LSU i Iw LTS aia ded on pds notice his entry into their domain. He walked on through to the office of the head of the records department and tapped gently on the door frame. Jo vee B Bradford looked u up from Or F Fegan, i was just going to nav ene Yy putting down her pen and ¢ working on, 1Samethin a come in tha emeining co uo + She picked up a compu in "You know we have all our ! records on the computer... had a anit Sp well ast s summer we esearch team from Queens ital racarde nrocaramme thev a receras gregramme tney w 5 [nt NS hospitai, pecause of its simail siZEWas used to assessthe programme.... youdon'twant to know all this," she laughed self-consciously, "but it i many li really is a very Samy crogramme, with many applica AJ the oc - i naa mec npu uter search our records for ne dl ee ms that you dave me and pull out the names for ases. " 8he handed him the list. "This is the list it +1 D He looked atthe dates, nearly twenty years." "But that's not all." She picked up a file and handed it re 5 ott A L004 reaver! ns, t this goes pack Thanksgiving ~i NT mimo dmv sm a dma =o his rm ny gratin mh et Jeremy said, his "i could kiss you, you' 've done such a gos jo ob." The woman blushed, but laughed at his comment. "Go on with you, | like playing detective now and then + ~~ Vu. Back in his own office a few minutes later, Jeremy began to go through the list from Weavers' Mills hospital. Soma of the cases he remembered, for there had been ticide cause. But some of the cases were linked oniy by the similarity of several of the symptoms. As he went thro ough the list, he nut a line through the ones that ha Kew 10 have no bearing on the present case. ) "Thorn.... the name fairly leaped from the list.... Beth Thorn. Four of the five symptoms that he had requested he matched, were the came, For a moment hig diglike of vera ine sa STnViniTiie Tas Wie --~-- VET: jo rn fm im - PE JF i oi i William aimost over-came his sense of fairness. Then | returned to the list and circled the cases where three or more of the symptoms matched, and wrote down those names, ISH aTS is =I He picked up the phone and dialed the number for Medical Records. "Mrs. Bradford, please.... Joyce, would you bring me a copy of the records for the following cases, "He read off the case numbers and the names. i TT "Thanks." As he waited, he tapped his pen on the desk, his mind on the peculiar coincidence of the names. He picked up the nhane again and dialed an outside nt [Ri = (OR =t) Side nu mher. Again ha To 1 --_ ¥ uf waited for the phone to be answered. = "Hello.. Hilda?" relief tinged his voice. "Good, you re home." "Well of course | am. | do stay home occasionally" Hilda reto red. "Now don't get on your high horse old girl. Just stay there - | can get over to see vou. | have some thin nas to il here, but | should be over shortly after lunch, he ITT Sia oT VT Siva "William is coming cover after lunch and we're going to meet with the rest of the garden club executive to discuss the awarding of the Gardener ofthe Year Awards, | cant pul it off," Hilda protested. "! have (0 take the proofs for the local history to the publisher today too. William was going to drive me to Kingston after the meeting." "What time is your ir meeting?" Hilda could be heard leafing through the day plane: that always sat by the phone. "Here itis. | knew it was an early one, because the ablighers close at 5." aio the meeting™ thara wae 25: greens n Hilda! What tim he meetiy there was a nint of exasperation in Jeremy's voice. "Its at 1:30." "Never mind the meeting. Phone Willv and teil him that csomeathina hae come tin with tha niihlichins Af + at hook semething has come up with the publishing of that boo! and vou nave to get to Kingston earlier to discuss iL. =i him | have to go down anyway to pick up a report thar sent to the lab there. Onethat! wantio pick up nersenai hr oo he palsed, "and don't chone him until 1 o'cica! « "and dont phone him ured 1 olclog! Pll be there by 1.10 al the latest." Befcie sie coun counter with an argument, he broke the connection. Tribute cont d on pg.