Pullman herald. [volume] (Pullman, W.T. [Wash.]) 1888-1989, 1911-11-10

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husband drew a pistol and shot him.
He has signed confession which will
be presented to the magistrate this
morning"
Annie looked staggered for a mo-
ment, but her faith in her husband
was unshakeable. Almost Historically
| she cried:
81 don't believe it. / don't believe
IT, You may have tortured him into
signing something Everybody knows
your methods, Capt Clinton. But
thank God there is a law in the
United States which protects the In
nocent as we'll as Furnishes the guilty.
] shall get the most able lawyers b
defend him even If have to sell my.
self into slavery far he rest & ny
life
Bravo, little womani" said the cAs-
tain mochngly. "That's the way to
talk like your spunk, but befors
you go I'd like to ask you a few ques-
tons. Sit down"
He waved her to chair and he sat
opposite her.
Now, Mrs. Jeffries," he began en-
couragingly, tell me-did you ever
hear your husband threaten Howard
! Underworld"
| BY this time Annie had recovered
her self-possession She knew that
the best way to help Howard was to
keep cool and to say nothing which
was likely to injure his cause. Boldly,
| therefore, she answered.
You've no right to ask me that
question:
The captain shifted uneasily in his
| seat. He knew she was within her
legal right. He couldn't bully her
into saying anything that would in
criminate her husband.
Il merely thought you would like
to assist the authorities, to" he
stammered awkwardly.
"To convict my husband" she said
calmly. Thank you, understand my
position"
You can't do him very much harm,
you know" said the captain with af.
fected POPULARITY. He has confessed
to the shooting"
Il don't believe it." she said en-
| phatically.
Trying a different tack, he asked
carelessly:
Did you know Mr.. Underworld"
She hesitated before replying, then
indifferently she said:
Yes, knew him at one time. He
introduced me to my husband"
Where was that?"
I'm New Haven, Conn"
up at the college, Ell? How long
have you known Mr.. Underwood"
Annie looked at her inquisitor and
said nothing. She wondered what he
was driving at. what Importance the
question had to the case. Finally she
said:
Il met him once or twice up at New
Haven, but I've never seen him since
my marriage to Mr.. Jeffries. My hus-
band and he We're not very good
friends. That is"
She stopped, realizing that she had
made mistake. How foolish she had
been! The police, of course, were
anxious to show that there was i'll
feeling between the two men. Her
heart misgaye her as she saw the
look of satisfaction in the captains
face.
Ali" he exclaimed mot very
good friends Ell? In fact, your hus-
band didn't like him, did he?'
He didn't like him we'll enough to
run after him." she replied hesitat-
ingly.
The captain now started off in an
other direction.
WAS your husband ever jealous OF
Underworld
By this time Annie had grown sus-
picious of every question. She was
on her guard
Jealous? What do you mean?
No, he was not jealous. There was
never any reason. | refuse to answer
any more questions"
The captain rose and began to pace
the floor.
There's one little thing more, Mrs.
Jeffries, and then you can go. You
can help your husband by helping u.s.
l want to put one more question to
you and be careful to answer truth
fully Did you call at these rooms
last night to see Mr.. Underworld"
81" exclaimed Annie with mingled
establishment and Indignation "Of
course not"
"Sure?" demanded the captain, eye
ing her narrowly
Positive" said Annie firmly.
The captain looked puzzled.
"a woman called here last night to
see him." he said thoughtfully, land
! / thought that PERHAPS"