Evening journal., 1916-03-25

cd shall never marry anyone Pol
lock looked relieved at that. but there
was "A hint Of sneer in his voice as
he asked. In that case. may l ask II
you are going 20 return 70 New Town,
and If so who Is going TO support your
You have no rlpht TO ask she an
swered quietly. bat I don't mind an
swcring. We are not going 10 New
Town; we are going 20 New York,
where ] hope 20 secure a position
"Did Mr.. Pollock show any surprise
az that?"
mo. but he was obviously chagrined.
And then / interfered and reminded
Mrs. Page that they would miss their
train II there was any further delay.
and they left. Pollock driving away in
his machine almost directly back OF
them"
did Miss Page seem calm and col
lected?"
"Yes. outwardly: but there was a
look in her eyes that made me fearful
for her future. and her hands had re-
sumed their nervous twitching when I
put her into the automobile. II made
mo realize that the great influence TO
fear for her was Pollock. and It is my
decided opinion that IT, as have heard.
he continued TO prosecute the defend
ant. the result would"
II objecti" stormed tho District At
torney ieaping TO his feet "Dr. Eos
ter's last assertion that the defend
ants mental ailment was aggravated
through the continued persecution OF
David Pollock is hearsay evidence, and
a direct malgning OF a dead man."
Il sustain that objection" said the
judge sternly. adding 70 the doctor.
you must restrict yourself 60 an
swering questions Dr. Foster, Let the
answer be stricken out from the words.
into the automobile"
The doctor a flush OF annoyance on
his face turned questionlngly toward
Langdon. but the latter after a mo-
ments hesitation said coolly:
mo more questions"
But the prosecutor had. He got to
his feet with the alacrlty OF a fighting
man going into battle. Here was a
foeman worthy OF his steel. man
whose testimony was, he felt sure, fun
OF little weaknesses into which he
could dig the rapier OF his wit and his
legal questioning. He hated Dr. Fos-
u
/ the game OF wits before him.
But he was the loser. with tongue
stepped IN vitriol he attacked the tes-
timony of the alienist. he held Mary
I Page up as a hysterical girl who had
sought notoriety; he flung doubt upon
| the possibility OF a temporary mem
tai arrangement. but though he tor
tured Mary until with shuddering hor-
hands pressed against her ears to shut
out the sound Of his voice. he could not
shake the smiling imperturbability OF
Dr. Foster Cross examination meant
nothing TO the latter. and much as he
regretted the strain upon the pltiful
little prisoner. he really enjoyed pit
ting his power against that OF the
prosecutor
SO his answers came with cool de-
liberation. and a hint OF insolence that
won the admiration OF the spectators
who were divided between zest In the
stirring battle and pity for Mary. But
Il was the sympathy that came upper
most when at last. unable TO bear any
longer the brutal wrangle over her
sanity. she leaped 70 her feet. n little
moaning cry OF protest wrung from
her white lips. Langdon was at her
side in an instant. his hands drawing
her down into her chair again. his lips
/ whispering encouragement and COM
| fort til she smiled up at him-a wav-
ering. pathetic little smile.
| To the prosecutor IN his present saw
age humor It seemed carefully plan
ned bit Of hy-play. yet he could so
plainly see its effect upon the jury, and
could read so clearly the antagonism
growing IN their eyes when they look
ed at him, that with an abrupt shrug
he swung upon his heel and sat down
l with a curt. That's ALL"
That released Dr. Foster. and sent
him back triumphantly TO the Witness
room. There were two newcomers
there now. sweet-faced matronly
looking woman OF middle age. rather
fashioned In her dress. and youne
girl Of about twenty-five who was di-
vided between nervous fears and
youthful zest She was destined to be
the next witness. and DR.. Foster smiled
involuntarily when he saw her. Most
people smiled at Amy. for that matter
for she was buhbling over with youth
and laughter. but FOR all that. her gai-
city was backed up by the shrewdness
OF the modern girl who fights her own
battles promptly and successfully.
Her tailored suit and soft blouse
open at the throat were smartly cut
and her hat was a hint daring In its
shape and the way il was tilted over
/ her little nose. and when the bailin
called her name. Miss Amy Barton, "
her agitation led her 70 tip at an even
more dangerous angle as she tried 20
powder her nose and kiss her mother
at the same time.
"rm scared bluel" she conhded 70
the other witnesses i'm a shalSy voice.
"A first night Is a cinch TO this. What
do have to say2"
You have only TO answer questions"
said DR.. Foster. "and there is really
nothing 20 be frightened about"
Il suppose not" she answered as she
e went through the I-or, but I wouldn',
; care anyway. Ia go be hanged II a
p would help Mary"