The Detroit times., 1913-02-14

dow. Marshall was endeayoring III
draw himself higher on his pillow.
I "Here-lift me up" he gasped, as
she ran TO his side
! She passed an arm about him and
did as he desired
That's better" he painted.
Shall call the DOCTOR"
He shook his head and, as she with.
drew her arm, lay back weak and
shaken.
Il tell you am hurt internally" he
let me call the doctor" she Ell.
treated.
What can he do?"
Marsh, II you believe this" she
began.
You're thinking of him" he snarl-
ed
Il am thinking of you, Marsh"
lie threw you over for the Herbert
girl" he said with an evil CHASTITY
smile. Do you want TO save him
for herr"
You don't need to tell all, Marsh
she said eagerly.
That's YOU and he laughed under
his breath. II can't imagine you ad.
vocating anything absolutely right! II
I | tell. III make "A clean breast of II !;
II don't I'll lie with my last breath :"
He was thinking OF Joe Montgom-
cry now, as he had thought OF him
many times since he drew himself up
out OF that merciless yellow food into
which the handy-man had flung him.
Evelyn looked at him wonderingly.
Ills virtues, as well as his vices, were
things beyond her comprehension
The door opened. ard Moxlow came
into the room. At sight OF him, Lang
hams dull eyes grew brilliant.
II thought you would never get
here" he said.
This Is too bad, Marsh said his
law partner sympathizingly as Evelyn
yielded him her place and withdrew TO
the window again.
Where's Taylor?" asked Langham
abruptly.
He's had TO go to the jail. he was
leaving the house as | got there" re-
piled MoxloW
Ihere was the noise of voices in the
hall, one OF which was the colonels,
evidently raised in protest. then a
clumsy hand was heard fumbling with
the knob and the door was thrown
open. and Joe Montgomery slouched
into the room
Boss, you got TO see me now!" he
cried.
The prosecuting attorney sprang TO
his feet with an angry exclamation.
Let him alone" said Langham
weakly.
Montgomery stole to the foot of the
han sfn \
You tell him, boss nodding his
head toward Moxlow. II put 1t up 10
you" he said.
Langham's glance dwelt for an in
slant on the handy-man. then II shift
ed back to Moxlow
Stop the execution" he said, and
Moxlow thought his mind wandered
North didn't kill Mcbride" Lang
ham went on. do you understand
me-he is not the guilty man."
A gray pallor was overspreading
his face. 1t was called there by an
other presence in that room; an In
visible but most potent presence.
DO you understand me?" he re-
peated, for he saw that his words hac
no impression on Moxlow.
eco on, boss" cried Montgomery
In fever of impatience.
Do you understand what | am tell
ing you? John North did not kill Nc
Bride" Langham spoke with pain
full effort Joe knows who did-sC
do $50 did my father-he knew al
innocent man had been convicted"
At mention of the Judge, Moxlow
started. He bent above Langham.
Marsh, If John North didn't kill
Mcbride, who did,
But Langham made no reply. Weak
pallid, and racked by suffering, he
lay back on his pillow. Joe leaned
forward over the foot OF the bed
Tell him, boss; it's no odds 10 you
now--tell him quick for Gods sake
or II will be too late" he urged in a
fearful voice.
There was a tense silence while
they waited for Langham to speak
Moxlow heard the ticking OF the clock
on the mantel.
IF you have anything to say,
Marsh"
Langham raised himself on his ell.
bows and his lips moved conclusive
ly, but only a dry gasping sound Is
sued from them: he seemed to have
lost the power Of speech.
IF North didn't kill Mcbride, who
did," repeated Moxlow
A mighty effort wrenched Lang
ham, again his lips came together
convulsively, and then in whisper
he said:
IL did" and fell back on his pillow
There was moment OF stiffness
and then from behind the long cur
tains at the window came the sound
/ OF hysterical weeping.
| Moxlow. utterly dazed by his part
ner's confession, looked again at the
clock on the mantel. Fifteen minutes
had passed II was quarter after
eight. His brows contracted as IL he
were trying to recall some half for
| gotten engagement. Suddenly he
turned. comprehendingly, TO Mont
gomery.
/ My God--North." he exclaimed
and rushed unceremoniously from thu
room. (Continued.)