words his deranged mental condition, and in a low tone added, "The
Devil is in you, Seward Blair!"




CHAPTER XXV

THE "HAPPY DUST"


Veda Blair's rescue from the strange use that was made of the
venom came at a time when the city was aroused as it never had
been before over the nation-wide agitation against drugs.

Already, it will be recalled, Kennedy and I had had some recent
experience with dope fiends of various kinds, but this case I set
down because it drew us more intimately into the crusade.

"I've called on you, Professor Kennedy, to see if I can't interest
you in the campaign I am planning against drugs."

Mrs. Claydon Sutphen, social leader and suffragist, had scarcely
more than introduced herself when she launched earnestly into the
reason for her visit to us.

"You don't realize it, perhaps," she continued rapidly, "but very
often a little silver bottle of tablets is as much a necessary to
some women of the smart set as cosmetics."