The Mobridge news. [volume] (Mobridge, Walworth Co., S.D.) 190?-1917, 1914-05-15
WITHIN THE LAW
Continued from page ,

AdSSlb. 1dlIt ihS III ~ o.
OF satisfaction on his stOlid face.
"Say, chief" the detective said with
animation. we've got Carson"
Burke asked Glider and the district
attorney TO withdraw. while he should
have a private conversation with the
prisoner.
Now he said when they were alone
together. I'm going to be your friend"
"Are yOu?" Mary's tone was nom
committal.
Yes" Burke declared, heartily.
And ] mean it! Give up the truth
about young Glider. / know he shot
Griggs, Of course. But I'm not taking
any stock in that burglar %story-not a
little bit! No court would either.
What was really back of the killing?
Was he jealous Of GriggS? Well, that's
what he might do then. He's always
been q worthless young cub. A rotten
deal like this would be about his gait.
| guess. Tell me, now, why did lie
shoot Eddie Griggs!"
There was coarSeness a-plenty In the
inspectors %pretensc, but 1t possessed
a solitary fundamental virtue; it play
eel on the heart of the woman whom he
questioned. aroused it to wrath in lie
Tense Of her mate. IN a second, all
poise fled from this girl whose soul
was b%loSsoming in the blcSt realization
that a man loved her purely, unSelfish-
~. Her words came stumbling in their
haste.
"He didn't kill him! He didn't Kill
him." she fairly Missed. why. he's
the most wonderful man in the world.
You shan't hurt him. Nobody shall
hurt him! I'll fight TO the end of my
life for Dick Gilder.'
Burke was beaming ~joyously.
well, that's just what | thought
he said. with Snug content. And now.
then. who did shoot Griges? We've
got every II of the gang. They're
all crooks. See here" he went on.
with a sudden change TO the respectful
in his manner, why don't you start
fresh? I'll give YOU every chance in
the world. I'm dead on the level with
you this time"
BY now Mary had herself we'll in
hand again vastly ashamed Of the
short period of self betrayal caused by
the officials artitice against her heart.
As she listened to the inspectors as
%surances, the hooking expression of
her face was not encouraging to that
astute individual. but he %persevered
manfully.
"JuSt You wait" he went III cheer
fully, land III prove to you that I'm
on the level about this. that I'm really
for you to your apartment. My men
brought it down to me. I've read it.
Here it is. I'll read it to you"
He picked up an envelope, which had
been lying on the desk, and drew u
the single sheet of paper it contained.
Mary watched him, wondering much
more than her expression revealed over
this new development. Then, as she
listened. quick interest touched her
features to a new life.
This was the letter:
/ can't go without telling you how sor-
ry l am. There won't never be a time
that l Won'. remember it was me got you
sent up; that you did time in my place.
1 amt going to forgive myself ever. and j
swear I'm going straight always. Your
true friend. HELEN MORRIS.
For once, Burke showed q certain
delicacy. When he had finished the
reading, he said nothing for a long
minute.
Mary's eyes were luminous in the
JOY of the realization that for her, after
all, rehabilitation might be in a mea-
sure possible. though nothing could
ever repay the degradation OF years
infinitely worse than lost.
Burke's harsh voice, cadenced to a
singular sympathy, broke in OF her
rcverie of pleasure and of pain.
You knew this?' he inquired.
Eyes, Two days ago"
odd YOU tell old Gilder?' he asked,
Mary shook her head in negation.
What would be the use:" she re
minded him. II had no proof. No
one would believe me-"
They'd believe this. Why, this let
ter sets you clear. If old Glider should
| see this letter. there's nothing he
wouldn't do to make amends to you.
He's Il square guy himself. if it comes
to that. even if he was hard on you.
Why, this letter wipes out everything"
Then, the insistent question beating
at his brain forced him to speak
| roughly. building hope OH the letters
inestimable worth to the woman be-
fore him.
"NNho killed Griggs:"
There was no reply. And, presently,
he went on, half ashamed over his
own intrigue against her.
Say he said, and. for once, his
voice was curiously suppressed, "you
tell me who shot Griggs. and I'll show
this letter to old Glider. Now. listen"
he cried eagerly. II give you my word
of honor that anything you say in here
is just between you and me-" Uncon-
~sciously his eyes darted to the window,
behind which the stenographer vas
/ busy with his notes.
That single involuntary glance was
oDouph for tho kaan instinct ~ the