Lefty Locke, pitcher-manager — John Locke — John Shaqi
Lefty Locke, pitcher-manager
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"We were surrounded by wretches who had no compunction," declared
Virginia Collier. "It was I who first suspected them. My father was too
ill, and the doctor kept him under opiates almost all the time, so that
his mind was dulled. After I discharged Annette I became suspicious of
the nurse. I spoke to Doctor Dalmers about her, but he insisted that she
was all right. He insisted too earnestly. I began to watch him without
letting him realize I was doing so. Once or twice I found a chance to
change father's medicine for harmless powders and clear water, and
it seemed to me that he was better than when he took the medicine. He was
very weak and ill, but his mind seemed clearer. I kept the medicine away
from him for two days in succession, and got an opportunity to talk to
him alone. I succeeded in convincing him that the change of climate,
the baths, and the stuff the doctor had given him were doing him no good
at all. In London there was a physician whom he knew and in whom he had
confidence, Doctor Robert Fitzgerald. I urged him to go to Doctor
Fitzgerald, but not to tell Doctor Dalmers of his intention, and I
begged him to refuse to take any more of Doctor Dalmers' medicine.
We were in Luchon, and all the way to London I had to watch like a
hawk to keep that medicine from father, but I succeeded, although I
became extremely unpopular with Doctor Dalmers. The minute we reached
London, I went to Doctor Fitzgerald and told him all that I suspected.
Although he could not believe such a thing possible, he accompanied me
at once to our hotel. Doctor Dalmers was taken by surprise, for he had
not anticipated this move. When I discharged both him and the nurse, he
gave me a terrible look. Of course, I could not have carried this
through, had not Doctor Fitzgerald been a close friend of my father.
Dalmers called Fitzgerald's action unprofessional, and made threats,
but we got rid of him."
Despite the fact that she was such a mere slip of a girl, it was evident
that she possessed brains and the courage and resourcefulness to use
them. Mrs. Vanderpool seemed very proud of her. Lefty expressed his
admiration.
"I knew," Virginia continued, "that there must be something behind
such a plot. I did not believe Dalmers had put it through merely to
bleed my father while keeping him ill. I was worried over the fact that
we knew so very little concerning how father's affairs were going over
here. What information we could get by cable or otherwise might be
unsatisfactory. So I determined to come home and investigate for myself.
I got father's consent, and I left him in Doctor Fitzgerald's care. I
intended to sail by the _Victoria_, but there was a misunderstanding
about accommodations, and I was forced to take a later ship. I find
father's affairs involved, and I've sent a statement of conditions as
they appear to be.