CHAPTER XI.
THE DOPE FIENDS "I have a terrible headache," remarked Constance Dunlap to her friend, Adele Gordon, the petite cabaret singer and dancer of the Mayfair, who had dropped in to see her one afternoon.
"You poor, dear creature," soothed Adele.

"Why don't you go to see Dr.
Price?
He has cured me.

He's splendid--splendid." Constance hesitated.

Dr.Moreland Price was a well-known physician.

All day and even at night, she knew, automobiles and cabs rolled up to his door and their occupants were, for the most part, stylishly gowned women.
"Oh, come on," urged Adele.