He explained to me practically what Professor Vega had done regarding orosin and its terrible effect.
"There have been other cases of its administration," said the great alienist. "Somebody must be preparing the drug and selling it for sinister purposes. Though it is so little known as yet that its manufacturer must be an expert toxicologist with special knowledge."
"Have you seen many cases of its administration?" I asked eagerly.
"Yes. Quite a number," was the old Professor"s reply. "I am in communication with Doctor Duroc, of the Salpetriere in Paris, and together we are keeping a record of the cases where orosin is administered by some mysterious hand. Whose, we have no idea. We leave that to the Surete. But you say that your adventure and that of mademoiselle occurred in London?"
I repeated my story. Then I ventured to ask:
"Do you, Professor, know anything of a Doctor Moroni, of Florence?"
The white-bearded, shock-haired man reflected for a moment, and then moving in his chair, replied:
"I fancy I have heard his name. Moroni--Moroni? Yes, I am sure someone has mentioned him."
"As a toxicologist?"
"Probably. I do not really remember. I believe I met him at one of the conferences in Paris or Geneva. He was with one of your English professors--one of your medico-legists whose name at the moment escapes my memory. He gave evidence in that curious case of alleged poison at the Old Bailey, in London, a year ago."
"But is Doctor Moroni known as an expert in poison?"
"Not to my personal knowledge. Possibly he is, and I have heard his name in that connexion. Why do you ask?"
"Because he has had my friend Miss Tennison under his care. He has taken her to see several specialists in Italy." Then in a sudden burst of confidence I told him of my great love for the girl who, like myself, had been attacked in secret. Further, I told him that the reason of my steady inquiry was in her interests, as well as in my own.
"My dear Monsieur Garfield, now that you are so frank with me I will do my utmost in the interests of both of you," declared the dear old Professor, as he rose and crossed to the window. "What you have told me interests me intensely. I see by your travels to Spain and the South that you are leaving no stone unturned to arrive at a true solution of the problem--and I will help you. Orosin is the least known and most dangerous drug that has ever been discovered in our modern civilization. Used with evil intent it is unsuspected and wellnigh undiscoverable, for the symptoms often resemble those of certain diseases of the brain. The person to whom the drug is administered either exhibits an exhilaration akin to undue excess of alcohol, or else the functions of the brain are entirely distorted, with a complete loss of memory or a chronic aberration of the brain."
"That is the case of my friend Miss Tennison," I said.
"Very well. I will see her and endeavour to do what I can to restore her," said the elegant old French savant. "But, remember, I hold out no hope. In all cases orosin destroys the brain. It seems to create a slow degeneracy of the cells which n.o.body yet can understand. We know the effect, but we cannot, up to the present, combat it. There are yet many things in human life of which the medical men are in as complete ignorance as those who study electricity and radio-frequencies. We try to do our best to the extent of our knowledge, my dear monsieur. And if you will bring Mademoiselle to me to-morrow at three o"clock I will try to make my diagnosis."
I thanked him for his perfectly open declaration, and then I left.
That he was the greatest living authority on the symptoms and effect of the mysterious drug orosin I felt confident. I only longed that he would take Gabrielle beneath his charge and endeavour to restore her brain to its normal function.
Punctually at three o"clock next day I called with my beloved and her mother at the house embowered in roses and geraniums up on the hill above the broad Rhone river.
We were ushered in by an old man-servant, silent and stately.
The Professor quickly appeared, his sharp eyes upon the patient.
"I wonder if you will allow me, Madame, to take your daughter into my consulting-room alone?" he asked in good English. "It will be best for me to question her without any other person being present."
"Most certainly," Mrs. Tennison replied. Then, turning to Gabrielle, she said: "The Professor wants to put a few questions to you, dear.
Will you go with him into the next room?"
Gabrielle, pale-faced and tragic, looked at me strangely, and then meekly followed the old Professor into his consulting-room.
The door was closed, and Mrs. Tennison waited with me in silence. The window of the room was open and through it came the sweet scent of the roses and climbing jasmine, with the buzz of the summer insects and the chatter of the birds, for the house was high up on that hill above the great silk-weaving capital of the Rhone.
I rose and looked out upon the garden, so well ordered, for the Professor was, it seemed, a lover of roses, the blossoms running riot everywhere.
Suddenly, as we remained in silence, we heard Gabrielle"s voice raised until she shouted fierce defiant words in English:
"No!" she shrieked. "It was not that--not that! You try and fix upon me a deed that I did not do! Why should you do this--why should you do this!"
"Pardon, Mademoiselle," we heard the Professor say in a quiet, calm tone. "Pardon. Please! I do not allege it. I have only asked a simple question."
"Your question is insulting, doctor!" declared my beloved loudly. "Why should you insinuate such a thing?"
"Mademoiselle, I insinuate nothing," replied the Professor. "I am endeavouring to ascertain the exact state of your mental balance. Your anger is, in itself, a most gratifying feature. A thousand pardons if you feel that I have insulted you," he added with the extreme politeness of his race.
Then, through the folding doors which divided the apartments, we heard him say:
"Will you please give me both your hands, and look directly into my eyes?"
There was a silence.
We could hear the Professor sigh, but he made no comment.
His examination occupied nearly an hour. He put to her many searching questions in an endeavour to restore her memory as to what happened, but without avail. Those questions seemed to perturb her, for of a sudden she cried loudly, indeed she almost shrieked in terror:
"Ah! no! no! Save me!" she implored. "I--I can"t stand it! I can"t--I really can"t! See! Look! Look! There it is again--all red, green and gold!--all red, green and gold!"
And we could hear her expressions of fear as she gazed upon some imaginary object which held her terrified.
We heard the kindly old Professor putting many questions to her in an endeavour to discover what gave rise to that nameless horror which she so often experienced, but her replies were most vague. She seemed unable to describe the chimera of her imagination. Yet it was only too plain that on that fatal night she had seen something bearing those colours which had so impressed itself upon her mind as distinctly horrible that it constantly recurred to her.
Yet she was unable to describe it, owing to her mental aberration.
Time after time, she implored the Professor"s protection from some imaginary peril, and time after time, after she had begged him to remain near her, she repeated those mysterious and meaningless words:
"Red, green and gold!--red, green and gold!"
In breathless anxiety we listened, but all we could hear were the Professor"s sighs of despair, which meant far more to Mrs. Tennison and myself than any of his words could convey.
We knew that upon poor Gabrielle, the girl I loved with all my heart and soul, the deadly drug had done its work--and that she was, alas!
incurable!
Her case was hopeless, even in the hands of the one man in all Europe who knew the effects of orosin and had only in two cases effected cures.
I looked at her mother in silence. She knew my thoughts, for tears were now coursing down her pale cheeks.
Both of us knew the worst. Our journey had been in vain.
That thought caused me to grit my teeth against De Gex and his unholy hirelings. I would follow and unmask them. I would avenge the innocent girl whom I loved so dearly, even though it should cost me my life!