Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-20
By MARVIN DANA from the
Play by BAYARD WELLER.
TO-DAY'S INSTALIlMENT.

TO-DAY S INSTALIiMENT.
Wait please" he admonished the
Inspector. You wait a bit" He went
a step toward the young man. Give
the boy a chance" he said, and his
voice was very friendly as he went on
| speaking. Dick, don't want to
brighten you, but your position is
| really dangerous one. Your only
chance is to speak with perfect frank
ness. pledge you my word, I'm tell
| ing the truth, Dick" There was pro-
found concern in the lawyers thin
face. and his voice. trained to oratori-
cal arts, was emotionally persuasive.
Dick, my boy. I want you to forget
that I'm the District Attorney and re-
member only that I'm an old friend
OF yours and OF your fathers, who is
trying very hard to help you. Surely
you can trust me. Now, Dick. tell me
Who shot Griggs?"
Burke Keen for knowledge.
There came a long pause BurSe's
face was avid with desire for knOwl-
edge, with the keen expectancy of the
hunter on the trail, which was char
acteristic of him in his professional
work The District Attorney himself
was less vitality eager, but his cuTios-
| ity, as well as his wish to escape from
an embarrassing situation, showed
openly on his alert countenance. The
heavy features of the father were
| twisting a little in nervous spasms, for
| to him this hour was all anguish
| since his only son was in such hor-
| rible plight Dick alone seemed almost
| tranquil though the outward calm
was belied by the pickering of his
| eyelids and the occasional involuntary
movement Of the lips. Finally he
| spoke, In a cold, weary voice.
Il shot Griggs," he said.
Demarest realized subtly that his
plea had failed, but he made an eff
| fort to resist the impression, to take
| the admission at its face value.
"Why?" he demanded.
Dicks answer came in the like un
| meaning tones and as YEARLY
because I thought he was a bur
/ glar."
The District Attorney was begin
| ming to feel his professional pride
| aroused against this young man who
so flagrantly repealed his attempts Ia
learn the truth concerning the crime
that had been committed. He resort
ed to familiar articles for entangling
one questioned.
"Oh, I see!" he said, in a tone OF
conviction. Now, let's go back q
little. Burke says you told him last
night that you had persuaded YOU
wife to come over to the house and
join you there. Is that right?"
Yes" The monosyllable was ut
tered indifferently.
What Did Happen?"
and. while the two of you were
talking" Demarest continued in a
matter fact manner He did not
conclude the sentence but asked in
. stead: Now, tell me, Dick. Just
what did happen, won't you?"
| There was no reply; and, after a
! little interval, the lawyer resumed his
| questioning.
did this burglar come into the
ROOM"
Dick nodded an assent
And he attacked your
There came another nod OF affirma-
ton.
And there was a struggle?"
! Yes Dick said, and now there
was resolution in his answer.
And you Shot him ?" Demarest
asked. smoothly.
Yes" the young man said again.
| Then" the lawyer countered on the
instant, where did you get the re-
| volver2"
! why I grabbed it." Then, the
significance Of this crashed on his
! consciousness. and he checked the
| words trembling on his lips. His
eyes, which had been downcast, lifted
and glared on the questioner. so
| he said with swift hostility in his
| voice, so, you're trying to trap me,
tool" He shrugged his shoulders in
a way he had learned abroad. You!
! And you talk of friendship! l want
none Of such friendship"
| Demarest, greatly disconnected, was
skilled. nevertheless, in assembling,
and he hid his chagrin perfectly.
! There was only reproach in his voice
| as he answered stOutly;
Il am your friend, Dick"
! But Burke would be no longer re-