The Wrangell sentinel., 1910-01-06
Novelized From Eugene Walters Great Play -Ao


 can do more than that-you can make him give us money. more money, to keep on living like this, and there won't be any risk"
 She recoiled from him. consumed with rage and shame. her eyes blazing.
 T hope l don't understand arightr'~ The words came in quivering gasps. "You mean me to go to his apartment tonight to see him-and-and"-
 'sNo one will know the difference" he coaxed softly. "You can handle him all right. Besides, you know how far you can let man go-all women know that"
 "Oh, I can't believe I'm listening to you A husband to ask a wife,
 She stopped, pressing her cheeks between her clinched hands, appalled, at his infamy.
 "Then you won't do it?" he cried angrily. You won't come to the front? I suppose you don't think I ought to ask. Why shouldn't 1? Who did steal the money for? I did it because you made me"
 "That's a lier'
 ''You know it's the truth. When l married you your father was to help me. and he died, and then you had to do your own work, and you Uhined and complained"
 "That's another liew
 "Oh, you never said so in so many words, but 1 saw it-for four years around the house. 1 saw you signing and moping because you didn't have enough to live on. Then there were that mother of yours and your sister, they never stopped. You tried to make yourself a martyr Every moment of your life was d mute protest against our poverty-yes. it was, and you know it. Do you remember that night when you said you couldn't go 10 the theater because you didn't have clothes? That was the first time took monet. That's when l began.'
 You knew I wouldn't have gone if had known"
 ''But you did go-you kept on go- ing, and T. kept on stealing for you. God, how I've suffered for you. for the clothes on your back. Every night has been q nightmare. Now I'm going to jail, you know that. I'm going up there on the river for years because you won't do your part"
 T cant do what you want"
 He became scientifically persuasive again.
 "Why can't you?' he urged. "Other women have for less reason-one to get control of a transcontinental railroad for her husband. I've risked every thing for you. If you go there tonight I won't go to jail; won't be hauled into court; no one will know but the three of us No one will think the less of you I've gone through to the limit for you; it's up to you to go through for me-"
 'Then if you go to jail you mean that I've sent you there"
 "Yes. and down in your heart you know you have"
 Every instinct of her pure woman hood, every fiber of her flesh, revolted at this cynical exhibition of his vile ness. She contemplated him with loathing
 'Now that I see you naked in all your nasty meanness, your contempti- ble viciousness, wonder how l ever made the mistake of thinking you even half a man." she said.
 This scathing denunciation made no impression on his deadened sense of honor and decency.
 You can't dodge the responsibility with fine speeches." he replied shrug ging his shoulders. "I've goile wrong for you. What are you going to do? Be square with me and take this chance-an easy chance-and you know you're safe.'
 She did not answer, but stood there, her face set In its expression of abhor- renee and indignation. deliberating as to the best course to pursue toward this unspeakable villain to whom she was bound and wlto watched her with anxious, cringing mien.
 She addressed him finally in cold. harsh tones:
 "Whatever I may do or promise to do, I promise simply because you blame me-
 Emma, knew you'd"-
 Don't make the mistake that care for you. Whatever I felt for you. and I thought it was love, you've assassi- mated in the last ter m.nutes But 1 don't want you 10 go to jail pointing q