The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1914-02-12
From the Play of Bayard WELLER


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"whats the matter with you today, |
Joe? You seem nervous" Still. the
official kept ON with his writing.
mo, l amt nervous" Carson cried.
with feverish effort to appear calm.
"why, what makes you think that?
But this amt exactly the place you'd
pick out as pleasant one to spend the
morning." He was silent for little,
trying with all his strength to regain
his self control. but with small success.
Burke believed that his opportunity
was come. His hand slipped into the
pocket where was the pistol. and
clutched It. He stared 1t Carson
fiercely, and spoke with rush Of the
words:
"why did you kill Eddie Griggs?"
81 didn't kill him! The reply was
quick enough. but II came weakly.
Again. Carson was forced to wet his
lips with dry tongue. and to swallow
painfully. II tell you. didn't kill
himw he repeated at last. with more
force.
You killed him last night-with
this!" Burke cried, viciously. On the
instant. the pistol leaped into view,
pointed straight ut Carson. WHY
the inspector shouted. Come on. now!
Why?"
II didn't. l tell you!" Carson was
growing stronger. since ut last the
crisis was upon him. He got to his
feet with 1.-THE swiftness Of movement
and sprang close to the desk. He bent
his head forward challengingly. to meet
the glare of his accuser's eyes.
There passed many seconds, while
the two men battled in silence, will
warning against will. In the end II
was the murderer who triumphed.
| Suddenly. Burke dropped the pisto
into his pocket. and lolled back In his
chair. His gaze fell away from thu
man confronting him. In the same In
slant. the rigidity Of Garson's form
J relaxed. and he Strengthened slowly.
"Oh. we'll" Burke exclaimed ami
ably. II didn't really think yon did. bu
wasn't sure. so had to take
chance. You understand. don't you
. Joe?"
sure. understand" Carson replied
with an amiabllity equal to the inspc'
, tors own.
, Burke pressed the buzzer as tn
agreed signal to Cassidy. where di
you say Mary Turner was last night!
At the question. all Garson's fear
for the woman rushed back on hi
with appalling force.
~ don't know where she was" he e.
claimed doubtfully. He realized n
!. blunder even as the words left his lip
and sought to correct 1t as best .
might. why. yes. do. too" he wei
. on. as II assailed by sudden memoir
!. 81 dropped into her place kind o
Q late. and they said she'd gone to bed
j. headache, guess. Yes. she was hom'
;. of course. She didn't go out of tn
5 house all night" His insistence on tn
point was of itself suspicious. Blu
h eagerness to protect her dulled hi
o wits.
know anything about Glider
J. Burke demanded.
"Not a thing" was the earnest al
swer.
s The inner door opened, and Mai
g Turner entered the office. Carson wi,
r. difficulty SUPPRESSED the cry Of distre
z that rose to his 'iipA For few m
d ments the silence was unbr0ken. The
r presently Burke by gesture directt
the girl to advance toward the cent
J. of the room. As she obeyed he himse
d went q little toward the door. al
% when II opened aguin and Dick Gid
appeared he interposed to check Il
- young mans rush forward as his ga
10 fell on his bride. who stood regardil
10 him with sad eyes.
Ia Then. while still that curious.
70 manic silence endured. Cassidy can
.briskly into the Office.
y "Say, chief" the detective said ra
Idly. they've sQuealed."
~ "Squealed, Ell? Do they tell I
In same storyT' And then when the d
". tective had answered in the affirm
tive he went on speaking In tones 20
derous with self complacency.
81 was right, then, after albright
the time, Good enough" or a sudd,
his voice doomed somberly. MA
Turner, ! want you for the murd
Of
GarsOn's rush halted the sentenc
He had leaped forward His face W,
l. rigid. He broke on the inspector
81 words with gesture of fury. Ii
81 voice came In hiss:
~ That's Il - lie, | did it,!
a CHAPTER XIX.
s3 Anguish and Bliss