Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1903-06-28
mo. SIR"
you did not see them?"

mo, SIR"
you did not see them?'
mo, sir"
yet you went over to the table?'
Yes, sir, but l did not NEEDLE with the
packages had really no business with
them"
The coroner, surveying her sadly, went
quickly on as II anxious to terminate this
painful examination.
You have not told US what you did when
you heard that pistol shot,
Il ran away as soon as I could move: I
ran madly from the house."
'Where?"
Home"
But it was haIf-past 10 when you got
home.''
TT was half-past 10 when the man came
to tell you of your sisters death"
ut may have been"
Your sister is supposed to have died in
few minutes. Where were you in the
Interim"
God knows. do not"
A wild look was creeping into her face.
and her figure was swayins- But she soon
steadied it. / have never seen a more ad-
mirable presence maintained in the face
Of dreadful humiliation.
Perhaps 1 can help you." rejOined the
coroner. not unkindly. Were you not in
the Congressional Library looking up at
the lunettes and gorgeously painted walls?'
'I?' Her eyes opened wide in wondering
doubt. IF 1 was. 1 did not know 1t. I
nave no remembrance OF
She seemed to lose sight of her present
position the cloud under which she rested,
and even the construction which might be
put upon such a forgetfulness at a time
confessedly prior to her knowledge OF the
purpose and effect of the shot from which
she had SO incontinently fed
Your condition of mind and that of Mr..
jeffrey seem to have been strangely alike"
remarked the coroner.
mo, nor she protested
Arguing like source
mo, no." she cried again, this time with
positive agony. Then with an effort which
awakened respect for her powers Of mind,
II for nothing else, she desperately added:
II cannot say what was in his heart that
night. but 1 know what was in mine
dread of that old house, to which 1 had
been drawn in spite of myself. possibly by
the force of the tragedy going on inside IT.
eliminating in a delirium of terror which
sent me flying in an opposite direction from
my home and into places had been accus-
toned to visit when my heart was light
and untroubled."
The coroner glanced at the jury. who
unconsciously shook their heads. He shook
his. too as he returned to the charge
Another question. Miss futile. When
you heard pistol shot sounding from the
depths Of that dark library what did you
think 1t meant?
She put her hands over her ears-it
seemed as If she could not prevent this
instructive expression of recoil at the men
very low tones replied:
Something dreadful. something supersti-
tious. 1t was night. you remember. and at
night one has such horrible thoughts"
Yet an hour or two later you declared
that the hearth was no lodest0ne. You for
got its horrors and your superstition upon
returning to your own house."
ut might be-" she murmured: Tut IL so
they soon returned / had reason for my
horror. II not for my superstition. as the
event showed"
The coroner did not attempt to controvert
this. He was about to launch final In
quiry.
Miss Tuttle, upon the return OF yourself
and Mr.. Jeffrey to your home after your
final visit to the Moore house, did you have
any interview that was without witnessesT'
mo"
ibid you exchange any words?'
Il think we did exchange some words.
1t would be only natural"
Are you willing to state what wordsT'
She looked dased and appeared to search
her memory.