Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-20
BY MARVIN DANA from the
Play by BAYARD WELLER.
To.DAY,s INsTALI.MENT.


Wait, pleased" he admonished the
Inspector. You wait 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, 1 don't want to
| frighten you, but your position is
really a dangerous one. Your only
chance is to speak with perfect frank
ness. I 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. Burke'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 curios-
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 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 flickering 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so flagrantly repealed his attempts to
| learn the truth concerning the crime
/ that had been committed. He resort
ed to familiar articles for entangling
| one questioned
ooh l see!" he said. in a tone of
| conviction. Now, let's go back a
| little. Burke says you told him last
/ night that you had persuaded your
| wife to come over to the house and
join you there. Is that right"
| Yes" The monosyllable was ut
tered indifferently.
What Did Happen7"
"And. while the two of you were
| talking" Demarest continued in a
I matter of 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 anothe. nod of affirma-
ton.
And there was a struggled"
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-
Volver?"
Why, l 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. 80, q"
he said, with swift hostility in his
voice, 80. you're trying to trap me,
tool" He shrugged his shoulders In
a way he had learned abroad "Youi
And you talk of friendship! / 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:
II am your friend, Dick"
But Burke would be no longer re-