Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1905-12-16
XXX-Continued.

! undone, ne RESPONDED, ana barsto" ue-
| c.ined to give it. That was the, beginning
! of the trouble. but they soon got TO talking
| so fast 1 couldn't distinguish what they
/ said until Shaw shouted out that he'd talk
| about his wife in any way he pleased. and
thrust another paper under Barstow'
nose"
! Did YOU see what that parer WasE IN
/ terposed the judge.
| 1T was a copy of the will made out in
favor of his vile Alice" Hunt responded,
and the moment Barstow saw it he flung
| IL on the moor. You impudent rascal. he
Missed. You're not married to Alice Emory
| ana you know itr Shaw laughed in his face.
I'm as sood as married to her, and what S
good enough for her and me ought TO do for
YOU he .eered, and before / realized what
was happening Barstow had him on the
floor ana i al over.
The speakers voice sank to whisper
and in the awful silence which followed /
glanced at Alice Emory. From the moment
Gilbert had called the witness to the stand
her expression had indicated horror, ana
as Hun, uttered The last words she sudden
" threw his arm around BarstoW
shoulder, sobbing convusiVely.
iair.y aasgeu ds 4 wolCned the scene. II
Hunts story were true Ferris Barstow was
not only q murderer, but a cowardly cur
who mad attempted 10 screen hlinseiI De
hind a woman al the peril of her life, and
vet the victim apparently forgaVe him ana
reproached herself Tor having betrayed nun.
| Blackguard as he was, the Defendant &C
ton seemed to ut Lue man OUT OF himself
and as he gazeu silently into his client s
face l saw look in his eyes which wouio
have honored better man, and from that
instant his entire demeanor changed
Did you not know what had happened
Mr. Hunt?" Gilbert demanded. after a
pause.
Not until Barstow got up the
witness answered. and then l saw
he had a miniature foil In his hand
which Shaw used as a paper cutter. had
seen 1t lying on the table just a moment
before"
The witness paused again, took sip OF
water, and waited for a prompting Ques-
ton.
Did the sight of that weapon tell you
what mad occurred?" queried Gilbert.
Hunt shook his head.
II never dreamed of 1t until Barstow grip
ped my arm and whispered that the man
was dead" he answered, and even then
couldn't believe 1t, for l dropped down be-
side the body and tried to restore It to life.
Barstow he.ped me fer time. but he must
have known it was useless, for as worked
he locked the door and outlined MS plan 10
make it a case of suicide. l did Whatever
che ordered He hypnotized me once, and
since then I've never been able TO oppose
him He owned me until-until l got this
jolt on my head yesterday. Maybe that
cured me-.
The injured man smiled family and mo-
toned the attendant to lift him higher in
his chair.
You know how we escaped" he con-
tiuued 1t IVES BarStow who knelt III the
candle drippings and gave the clew to the
blue threads, hut neither of US knew we
had left any trace until we heard what the
police had discovered. Then l got panic
stricken
How did you escape from the veranda
roof?" the Judge Inquired. Did you pass
through the Window
The witness glanced at the bench and
smiled.
mo, SIR he answered. 1.-The foreman
gave the clew to that We swung down
from the veranda roof on a shutter of one OF
the kitchen windows, just as Mr.. Lambert
suggested"
ripple of applause started in the au-
dience, but the judges gayel quickly sup
pressed It.
Did I understand you to say you be-
came panlc-stricken after the discovery of
the blue threads from Mr. Barstow's trous-
ers?" the prosecutor continued, quietly.
Yes, sir" Hunt responded. Il wanted
Barstow to get out OF the country, and
when he wouldn't hear of that 1 threatened
to leave him. He soon cured me of any
such noIion, however, and when | was suf-
hciently cowed he told me his plan. He
was engaged to Miss Emory, he said, and
she had promised to say nothing about
having seen me in the house-and she
stuck to her promise, all right he added.
warmly.
DO you mean to say you plotted to shield
yourself and Barstow by casting suspicion
on Miss Emory?" demanded the judge, dis
gustedly.
No, indeed, SIR" protested the witness
II never dreamed she would be suspected
until 1t was too late, and then Barstow ar
gued that she was hopelessly implicated
anyway and the safest way for as all was
to stick 1t out and get her acquitted.
Did you know that he had told her that
you were The murderer and that in shield
ing you she was protecting his dearest
| friend - interEosef the prosecutor.
| Il did not" Hum asserted. 81 never knew
1t until Miss Frayle brought me your mes
| sage saying she was swearing my life
| away" he added.
| out any particular fear of the consequences
did you not?' suggested Gilbert
| We'll, at first Il seemed though there
| was little or no risk" the witness answered,
\ but got panicky when Barstow told me
/ he had retained the paper transferring
| Shaw's securities to Miss Emory and had
| had 1t filed After the trial was safely over
| he was going to marry her, he declared, and
| then he'd make a rich man Of me- / was
| afraid that paper would ruin her. and when
| It was discovered l thought the game was
! up. But Barstow assured me that no harm
| could come to her-nhat he loved her, and
! would confess rather than injure a hair of
/ her head. 1t didn't take much to persuade
me. anyway. l was an accomplish. and
/ BarStow never let me forget II. His only
/ fear was that Miss Mapes and the house
maid would make some damaging admis-
sions, and when he finally got them out of
the way he thought all the danger was over.
Then Miss Mapes turned up, bringing the
! Field girl with her She was in a towering
rage because the case had proceeded to
! trial, for Barstow had promised to clear
Miss Emory without trial, II she would
! leave the state. We knew she had de-
! stroyed Miss Emorys skirt with the idea
| of helping her, and Barstow was SO scared
| that she'd make some other fool break that
| he wouldn't put her on the stand even to
| prove the exchange of rooms, and he was
| equally afraid the prosecution would get
; hold OF her. / called on her the night the
| jury was impaneled and begged her to go
away, or at least make a clean breast of
! everything she knew but never discovered
| what she was keeping back until Mr.. Corn
| Ing told me what she blurted out about the
| quarrel between Shaw and Miss Emory.
| or course, that almost endorsed Barstow,
| and he naturally turned on her to divert the
attention of the jury. But Miss Emory
| was too loyal friend for that, and he
| ought 10 have known 1t. Hadn't she risked
| her life to save him or his friend, or some
body he-called his friend? Hadn't she stood
| by and"
! Gilbert raised his hand and checked the
| excited witness, whose voice was gradually
| rising TO shout.
Pardon me. Mr.. Hunt" he interposed.