Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-19

strained. He had listened with in
creasing Impotence to the diplomatic
efforts of the District Attorney, which
had ended in total rout Now, he in
sisted on employing his own more
/ drastic, and, ne believed, more effica-
spoke in his most threatening man
ner.
A Severe Arrangement.
You don't want to take US for
fools, young man he said. and his
| big tones rumbled harshly through
the room IF you shot Griggs in
mistake Tor a burglar, Why di0 you
try to hide the fact2 Why did YOU
pretend to me that you and your wife
were alone in the room-when YOU
had that there with you, eh2 Why
didn't you call for help? Why didn't
you call for the police, as any honest
man would naturally under such cir
curmstances?
The arraignment was severely log
icaL Dick showed his appreciation
OF the Justice Of it in the whitening
of his face. nor did he try to answer
the charges thus hurled at him.
The father, too, appreciated the
gravity Of the situation. His face
was working, as If toward tears.
We're trying to save YOU" he
pleaded, TREMENDOUSLY.
Burke persisted in his vehement
system Of attack. Now, he again
brought out the weapon that had done
Eddie Griggs to death.
"Where'd you get this gum" he
shouted.
Dick held his tranquil pose.
Il won't talk any more" he an
swered, simply Il must see my wife
first" His voice became more ag-
gressive. Il want to know what
you've done to her"
Burke seized on this opening.
Did she kill Griggs?' he ques-
toned, roughly.
NO, mol" he cried, desperately.
| Burke followed UP his advantage.
Then, who dido he demanded,
sharply. ''Who did?"
| Now. however, the young man had
| regained his self-control. He an
swered very quietly, but with an air
| Of finalit:y
| talked with lawyer whom I can
| trust" He shot a vindictive glance
toward Demarest
| The father interviewed with a pit
! eous eagerness.
you Must Speak.
"Dick, II you know who killed this
man, you must speak to protect your
self"
Burke's voice came viciously.
"The gun was found on you, Don't
forget that"
sition you're in" the father insisted,
despairingly. Think of me, Dick, my
boy. II you won't speak for your own
sake, do it for mine"
The face of the young man softened
as he met his fathers beseeching
eyes
= I'm sorry, dad" he said, very gent
ly. But well, / can't"
Again, Burke interposed. His busy
brain was working out a new scheme
for solving this irritating problem.
I'm going to give him a little more
time to think things lver," he said,
curtly He went back to his chair
Perhaps he'll get to understand the
Importance Of what we've been say
ing pretty soon" He scowled at
Dick
Now, young man." he went on
briskly, you want to do a lot of quick
thinking, and a lot Of honest thinking,
and when you're ready to tell the
truth, let me know
He pressed the button on his desk.
and, as the door1nan appeared, ad-
dressed that functionary.
Dan, have one of the men take
him back. You wait outside"
Dick, however, did not move His
voice came with a note of determine
ton.
Il want to know about my wife.
| Where is she ?"
Burke disregarded the question as
completely as If it had not been ut
tered, and went on speaking to the
doorman with a suggestion in his
words that was effective.
To Be Continued Tomorrow.