Otis Adelbert Kline

Summary

Otis Adelbert Kline The radio ghost

Miss Van Loan had taken one of the wicker porch chairs, assuring me that she had fully recovered. I was sitting in another. All sounds in the house had ceased, and I began to feel some apprehension for the doctor’s safety.
“Do you mind staying alone for a few minutes?” I asked. “I should like to go and see if my friend is all right.”
“I’ll go with you,” she replied, rising.
“Are you sure you are strong enough?”
“Of course. Oh, I do hope nothing happened to him. I should never forgive myself.”
We met the pale houseman in the hall.
“Where is the doctor, Riggs?” she asked.
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Otis Adelbert Kline The radio ghost

Won’t you stay?”
I relapsed once more into my chair.
The doctor, I observed, had pricked up his ears like a hound on a hot trail. He leaned forward in his chair and pressed the tips of his fingers together—an attitude he always assumed when absorbed in a problem that was of intense interest to him.
“Miss Van Loan,” he began, “you are not by any chance a relative of my old friend and fellow worker, Gordon Van Loan?”
“I am his niece.”
“Indeed. I begin to understand your interest in spiritistic phenomena. Dense of me not to have thought of it before.”
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Otis Adelbert Kline The radio ghost

Van Loan, in a fit of anger, had disclosed to him the contents of the will he had made. Being in possession both of the knowledge of the will and the probable length of time his uncle would live, Hegel laid his plans for winning the estate. Just before Mr. Van Loan left for Florida, he visited him, saying that he was out of a job and penniless, and asking that he might be given something to do in order that he might earn some money.
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