The Donaldsonville chief. [volume] (Donaldsonville, La.) 1871-current, 1911-09-09

lutely nothing to fear. You will have
an opportunity in court of consulting
with your friends and engaging law
yer. Your interests will be protect
ed"
Instinctively, although in the gloom
OF her surroundings she could make
out only a dim outline of his face, she
felt confidence in the detective that
braced her like tonic.
Il have a carriage waiting for you.
Miss Holcomb," Britz informed her.
1t will enable you to avoid the many
! curious eyes In the street.
She murmured her thanks as she
stepped out Of the cell and followed
Britt and his companions through q
maze OF corridors to the street. They
were driven rapidly to the Jefferson
Market Court and ushered into the
private room Of the magistrate. A
crowd Of reporters was already on
hand for the hearing. The curious
eyes aimed pitilessly at her inspired
in her terror that made her shrink
behind the broad shoulders of Don
nelly. The magistrate motioned hercto
q seat close to his desk, and said:
Madam. 1t is your privilege to en-
gage counsel. would advise you to
do SO at once, for anything you say
may be used against YOU
Il have done nothing wrong" she
murmured.
you had better get a lawyer" the
Magistrate urged.
AS If in response to his advice, the
door opened abruptly and two men
entered. One was sharp-faced, gray
haired, nervous, with the unmistak-
able air OF the lawyer. The other was
a young man, his face marked with
heavy lines Of worry, as Ii he also
had passed sleepless night. At sight
! OF him, Miss F1olcoInb sprang forward
and threw herself in his arms.
"Oh, LaWrence!" she exclaimed.
How have missed you!"
Don't worry" he soothed. Every
thing will turn out all right. I have
engaged a lawyer for you. / believe
III you 1lupllcilly.
| Donnelly and Carson asked for a
week II which to work UP the case
against the pTas slss.ssss..
we are Informed sssss Iifnskalen
| jewels are worth close to harsssaa E. E.
lion. There was one big diamond in
| the bunch that Is said to be worth a
quarter Of million alone. i think
she ought to be put under heavy
! bonds.
| .'On what grounds do you base your
| accusation Of theft against thissl "a IS
Woman?" demanded the lawyer.
| Donnelly displayed the diamond he
had found In her room.
"She was the only one, outside of
Mrs. Missioner, who knew the comb1-
| nation of the safe," he said. I'VE
found this diamond, which Is one OF
the original stones, in her ROOM
Does Mrs. Missioner charge this
girl with the theft Of the collarette?'
asked the lawyer.
THE police make the accusation, 2
Donnelly replied. Mrs. Missioner is
too upset to appear In court today"
Following the usual course, the
magistrate adjourned the case for a
week, and held Miss Holcomb In $780,
900 bail. There being no bondsmen
present, she was committed to the
Tombs.
May speak with Miss Holcomb In
private a few moments?" asked the
young man into whose arms she had
| fallen.
who are you?" grufly demanded
Donnelly.
I'm DIR. Lawrence Fitch, the hance
of Miss Holcomb.'
you can see her in the Tonbs-'
Donnelly retorted. %
Lieutenant Britt did not accompany
Donnelly and Carson with their pris-
oner to the Jail. When the court hear
ing was over, he returned to his Office,
summoned two subordinate detectives,
and gave them hasty instructions.
Then he sauntered slowly to the
| Tombs.
AS the barred steel door swung
open to admit Britz, DR.. Fitch crossed
the stone-hagged courtyard that sepa
rates the Women's wing Of the prison
from that Of the men.
WAS it DR.. Fitch who called to see
the prisoner In the Missioner diamond
robbery?' he asked the doorman.
YES" came the prompt response.
Britz waited in the shadow OF the
massive gray front Of the jail until
the young physician came out. He
observed the pallor of the doctors
cheeks, his uncertain gait, as II the
turmoil Of his mind had exhausted his
physical energy. The detective noted
also, the clear-cut, straightforward
features of the physician, the resolute
. | aspect Of his face. and the purposeful
/ CLEAN in his clear eyes.
Just moment, DOCTOR" Britt said
tapping DR.. Fitch on the shoulder.
/ s:What can do, for you?" asked the