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And so the time crept by, up to the night of the performance. Miss
Cameron remained in ignorance of the close proximity of the jewels,
and the police of Crowndale remained in even denser ignorance as to
the whereabouts of the man who robbed Mr. Hasselwein of all his spare
cash and an excellent gold watch.
Hasselwein's story was brief but dramatic. He was recovering rapidly
from his experience and the local newspaper, on Tuesday, announced
that he would be strong enough to accompany his wife when she left the
"city" toward the end of the week. (Considerable space was employed by
the reporter in "writing up" the wonderful devotion of Mrs.
Hasselwein, who, despite the fact that she was quite an invalid,
conducted herself with rare fortitude, seldom leaving her husband's
room in the hospital.)
According to the injured man, his assailant was a huge, powerful
individual, wearing a mask and armed to the teeth. He came in through
an open window and attacked him while he was asleep in bed.
Notwithstanding the stunning blow he received while prostrate, Mr.
Hasselwein struggled to his feet and engaged the miscreant--(while the
word was used at least twenty times in the newspaper account, I
promise to use it but once)--in a desperate conflict.
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