The Washington times., 1916-04-16

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te..timony In eolrti Was that the real
reasen yor came back to the city3'
Danieln WINGED. That's what came
to see YOU about" he said huskllyo Il
admit [ didn't tell everything that II
back may have nothing to do with this
case. ! held It back. he added sig
nificanty, "for several reasons. some
Of which you may know"
nothing to do with q the mi matter" retorted
Langdon, but with change of tone.
,,a dou haven't answered my question
I'm not going to answer IT," said
~ have TO later on, but not now.
only. see here. Lnngdon, i've got to
Know one thing: has Mary got the
think that what's-its-narne psychosis
will get her out Of prison3 Amt got
weak nerves or anything; but I don't
mind saying that this thing has got
tho papers. but yesterday I did and l
bright for the little girl as had
i%asined; Inn. Inc :sd,n!, = looks in fact as Il she
something is done she'll go to the
chair" And he calmly puffed his cigar.
mol Mo- cried Langdon with a
shrdder' 81 ,hn' Never that. II won't come
prove her guilty. but there are lots of
| different degrees cf murder, and escap-
ing ts the char doesn't mean setting her
The two meE sat silent for long
time, facing each other across the
desk, antagonistic. yet linked by some
thought that neither would put into
words. At last Daniels spoke.
| I'm not snitcher." he said, honrsely.
Il don't believe in telling all you know
| and stirrin up a lot OF mud when you
ain't sure It win do any good. But I'd
aS SG,n 2 lot 3D. sor mary Page; she's or the
I'm dead sure Of that. And won't see
her harmed II can stop It, no matter
what the Price Is"
n"TIs'I "Thsnk ;,o;Snss yoa% said LangdOn. but
You've got no cause to thank me"
he said. II just wanted you to know
] want TO be kept posted. l don't want
but ~ the worst comes to the worst.
ri tell Il ALL"
is that your PromIse7' 49,,
Yes" Abruptly Daniels put on his
marched out OF the door leaving Lang
don staring through narrow ed lids aft
er his retreatiEg form. as he reached
for the telephone.
whatever confactlns emotions the
promise made by Daniels had reused
In him were hidden by the smiling
mask OF confidence and ease with which
To Mary that smile and the deep
abiding tenderness in his eyes were
the two things that made 1t possible 70 70
bear with patience the weary strain OF
the passing days. The first shuddering
horror OF the tragedy had passed. IL Is
true. and in spite of Its occasional re.
turn in the qulet of sleepless nigh.s. II
had given place to a less poignant
though bitter enough suffering.
i With the passing of the acute agony.
however. the little things at hrst SUD
Il came a source Of daily martyrdom.
The hard bed; the coarse food; the
lack OF privacy: the little convent,
ences: the roughness OF the police anu
the suffocating sense of being pr1s,
I oner: OF being denied the fresh air and
the sunshine and the right to go wEere
i she pleased, seemed almost unbearahlc.
sunerIn9 % was doubled by that Of Lang
| don: that he went through vicariousiy
ali she endured as well as bearing his
own burden. and so for his sake she
love that enveioped her whenever his
For lust as the trial and what had
gone tefore It had stripped her OF her
woman's subterfuges and coquetries.
SO had 4 stripped Langdon's love OF
the masculine dread OF publicity. AND
he cared nothing even if all those IN
the courtroom read the secrets OF his
heart.
ON this particular morning, however
Mary fancied that there was new
meaning In his smile. and a light OF
hope In his eyes. and there was Keen
interest in her own gaze when the nrst
witness was called
"John McGlone"'
lie was a burly man in a loud waist
coat. with hair that grew low on his
! forehead and was parted in the middle
into two careful curls in a fashion
popular with certain type OF bar
keeper and barber.
} He showed no signs of nervousness
On the contrary, he seemed somewhat
! pleased with his Importance and
J answered Langdon's first questions
with a glibness that held touch OF
pompous.
! He was. he said owner and proprie'
, tor OF n large retail liquor house" and
. had formerly been ION the force"
Z Did you ever know David PollockT
, asked Langdon.
: sure! ] knew Dave well. bought
/ most of my fancy wines through him
: and he used to drop In occasionally
when he was passin'. Just to saI
| howdy."
r Did he ever bring friends with
him?'
E "oh. sometimes. Not often" Their,
was conversational tone in the wit
4 ness's voice.
Did you ever hear him quarrel with
/: anyone while in your saioon?"
3 No. Dave was sharp with hi!
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