The Whitefish pilot. [volume] (Whitefish, Mont.) 1904-current, 1910-06-30

mere III larlS Wnlle ne was dancing at
tendance on you he was practically
without resources"
II know BETTER" she insisted. He
took me out all the time and spent
money freely"
The judge shook his head. HE
spent on you what he got by pawning
his jcwelry. by gambling and some
times by not eating. We have the
facts"
Mon Dieu!' she shuddered. And
/ never knew it! | never suspected
| it!'
This is to make quite clear that he
loved you as very few women have
been loved. Now l want to know
why you quarreled with him six
months ago?"
II don't know. Really don't
know" she Insisted, with a weary
gesture.
''Then l must do what can to make
you know" he replied impatiently.
and. reaching forward. he pressed the
electric bell.
Bring back the prisoner" he or
dered as the guard appeared. and a
moment later kittredge was again in
his place.
Now" began Hauteville. address
ing both Lloyd and Mrs. Wilmott. Il
come to an important point. | have
here a packet of letters written by
you. Kittredge. to this lady. You have
already identified the handwriting rs
your own. and you, madam. will not
deny that these letters were addressed
to you. You admit that. do YOU not!"
"Yes," answered Pussy weakly.
The judge turned over the letters
and selected one. from which he read
all admiring passage.
He took out his watch and laid it on
the desk before him. Madam, l will
give you five minutes. Unless you ad-
NIT within that time what is perfectly
eviGent-namely. that you were fond
| of this MALL shall continue the read
ing of these letters before your hus-
band"
You're taking cowardly advantage
of woman!" she burst out
NO." answered Hauteville sternly:
II am Investigating a cowardly muir
der.' He glanced at his watch. -Four
minutesv'
Then to Kittredge, And unless you
admit this thing l shall summon the
girl from Notre Dame and let her say
what she thinks of this correspond
ence"
Lloyd staggered under the blow.
1.-TWO minutes!" said Hauteville cold
! ~. Then he turned to Mrs. Wilmott
"YOur husband is now at his club
One of our men is there also. await
ing my orders. He will get them by
telephone and will bring your husband
here in swift automobile. You have
one minute left" Now his firm finger
advanced toward the white button.
Then she yielded. "Stopr' came her
low cry. Il did love himr'
THAT is better" said the Judge.
And the scratching OF the grefier's
pen recorded unalterably Mrs. Will
motifs avowal.
Il don't suppose you will contradict
the lady" said Hauteville. turning to
Kittredge. II take your silence as con-
sent. and, after all. the lady's confes-
sion is sufficient. You were in love
with her. And the evidence shows that
you committed crime based on pas
sionate jealousy and hatred of a rival.
We have the motive for the murder
and the evidence that you committed
the murder. What have you to say for
yourself"'
81 threatened to punch his head.
That is very different from killing
him.
"And the pistol? And the foot
prints?"
II don't know; can't explain it, but
I know | am innocent. You say had
a motive for this crime. You're mis-
taken. | had no motive"
Didn't you follow her to Europe in
the steerage because of your infatua-
ton? Didn't you bear sufferings and
privations to be near her? Shall l 20
over the details of what you did, as
have them here, in order to refresh
your memory?"
mo-" said Kittredge hoarsely, and
his eye was beginning to fame. my
memory needs no refreshing. l am
fighting for my life, and now that she
has admitted this thing" he eyed the
woman scornfully. II am free to tell
the truth-all of it,"
'"That is what we want" said Haute-
VILE
II thought l loved her with a fine,
true love, but she showed me it was
only base imitation. offered her
my life. my future. and she would
have taken them and broken them
and scattered them in my face and
and laughed at me. I-well. never
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