The Newark star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1909, 1909-09-08

stand 1t, both Hargraves and you were
fatally infatuated with an actress at
the Frivolity-quarrelled over her-is
that right"
Challoner Redeemed. Fol an instant
a wild look came into his eyes. -
Surely there Is no necessity of bring
ing any other names into this" he an
swered hotIy; and e little by little
calming down he recounted graphically
| all the incidents leading to and Of that
memorable night, saying In conclusion:
g.. And then room A at Cradle
baugh's and"
IA most unusual performance on the
part of the prosecutor cut him short.
All the time Challoner a been laying
bare the facts as he remembered them,
Murgatroyd had been toying silentiy
with a pigskln wallet on which APP
peared in gold the initials, "R. H." ana
justswhen his prisoner was on the point
of ending his story. he tossed 1t over to
him.
Challoner caught it ION the fy."
"Doi you recognize that?" Murgatroyd
demanded. The prosecutor desired. If
possible, to add robbery to the motive
in the case.
ChaIloner never winked an eyelash.
Know it," he replied glibly. i
should think 1 did! 1t was Hargrayes's.
When I saw it last there was $4,000
In It," And turning 1t almost inside out
he asked In an offhand manner:
where's the money gomez"
Murgatroyd's eyes searched the face
Of the man before him as II he would
read his very soul.
you took It," he asserted coldly.
Challoner passed his hand across his
face, striving to clear wi his muddled
recollections.
ST took 1T? Decidedly not!' he ex-
claimed Indignantly. But the mans
dipsomaniacal doubts and fears tinged
the tone OF his voice and lessened the
impressivepess of his denial, though he
added: why your witness, Pemmican,
can tell you that-he saw the whole
thing"
Mixley and McGrath had something
to say now. In chorus they wanted
particularly to know whether Challoner
was positive that Pemmican saw ..the
whole thing" This joint Interrogation
seemed to have an irritating effect on
the prisoner. and when Murgatroyd
~sllenced them by inquiring of Challoner
whether 1t was not a fact that he had
tried to borrow money all over town, the
Eyes" he ELECTED was muttered angrily.
but 1 didn't touch that" Challoner
resumed, the beads of perspiration
standing out on his brow. I'm any
event, 1t Is not one Of the main facts in
my memory. II / did take the money,
what In the world have I done with it,
tell me that? But look here, Murga-
troyd. let's get down to business and
have this owe with. Pm tired of the
whole affair. i told you that l waited
for Hargraves for two nights. We had
a game in room A-there was a COM
pact-Hargraves won out! Hang him,
lhe always won out! We had a row
and then and there pulled
that u and ired at him point biank!'
And thenf"
Il killed him; and I would do it owe
again, I assure you. I don't remember
any more-but Pemmican was there
you've got his story-he knows all about
it,
His story observed Murgatroyd,
laying a foreflnger on the edge Of the
DESK amounts to Just what you said
last nieht-that, drunk and sober, you
watched your chance, and when you got
It, . made good-or bad. whichever
way you please"
You've got t." returned Challoner,
now take me back :
There was a loud rap on the door.
Mixley answered 1t. and left the room.
holding a conversation in somewhat
strenuous tones on the other side. He
returned in an instant.
ats counsellor Thorne,n he an
nounced to the prosecutor. He wants
to see you"
Murgatroyd shook his head impa.
tiently. He and Thorne did not pun
well together.
"Tell him to watt he said b~rusouely.
He won't wait" persisted Mixley.
Ike insists
You tell him that he's got to wait. :,
returned M~urgatroyd.
But Thorne did not wait. No sooner
had Mixiey left the room than Thorn.
entered and strobe up to the prosecu-
tors desk. Mixiey followed him.
Resting one hand on the table Thor,.
waved the other toward ChaiIoner
"Mursatroydi' he cried. nercely. with
an injured air. what this? You call
yourself a reputable member OF the
bar; you call yourself a reform prose-
cutor OF the pleas; this is a most unfair
advantage
MurEatroyd sighed YEARLY.
what now, Thorpe, what now ?"
'Most Unfair" repeated the other
counselor-at-law. rYou've sot nv
cuentShere-my chent.s
Murgatroyd looked At Nixley and