Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1910-06-30

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
an admiring passage.
He took out his watch and laid it on
the desk before him. MADAM, I will
give you five minutes. Unless you ad-
nit within that time what is perfectly
evident-namely. that you were fond
of this mani shall continue the read
ing of these letters before your hus-
band"
you're taking a cowardly advantage
of a woman" she burst out.
mo-" answered Hauteville sternly;
II am Investigating a cowardly MUIR
der" He glanced at his watch. "Four
minutes!'
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 H%auteville 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 a swift automobile. You have
one minute left" Now his firm finger
advanced toward the white button.
Then she yielded. "stopw came her
low cry. II did love himy'
THAT is better" said the Judge.
And the scratching Of the gref1er's
pen recorded unalterably Mrs. WEI
motifs avowaI.
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 confess
sion is sufficient. You were in love
with her. And the evidence shows that
you committed q crime based on pas
sionate jealousy and hatred Of a rival.
W. have the motive for the murder
and the evidence that you committed
the murder. What have you to say for
yourself"
II threatened to punch his head.
That is very different from killing
him."
"And the pistol? And the foot
prints"
II don't know; 1 can't explain it, but
I know I am innocent. You say l 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 go
over the details of what you did, as l
have them here, in order to refresh
your memory?"
NO" said Kittredge hoarsely, and
his eye was beginning to flame. 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 I loved her with a fine,
true love. but she showed me it was
only a base imitation. l 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
mind, but you can bet all your pretty
French philosophy l didn't go about
Paris looking for billiard players to
kill on her account
'Ehen why did you quarrel with
Martinez" demanded the judge.
Because he was interfering with a
woman whom 1 did love and would
fight for"
"For Gods sake. stop!' whispered
the lawyer.
"Then you consider your love for
this other woman I presume you
mean the girl at Notre Dame?"
Eyes"
"You consider your love for her a
fine, pure love in contrast to the other
love?"
"The other wasn't love-"
AS Hauteville listened his frown
deepened. his eyes grew harder.
'That's al very fne," he objected,
"but if you hated this woman why
did you risk prison, and worse, to get
her things? You knew what you were
risking, I suppose"
eyes, I knew"
"Why did you do it?"
Kittredge hesitated. st did it for
for what she had been to me. 1t
meant ruin and disgrace for her, and
well, if she could ask such a thing l
could grant it. 1t was like paying a
debt, and-I paid NINE"
The judge turned to Mrs. Wilmott,
"Did you know that he had ceased to
love you?"
Pussy Wilmott, with her fine eyes
to the floor, answered almost in a
whisper, Eyes, I knew it."
DO you know what he means by
saying that you would have spoiled
his life and-and all that?"
"N-not exactly"
"You do know!' cried the American.