New Britain herald., 1916-03-24
Read these episodes, each com- plete in six insertions. See them acted on the motion picture screen at the Keeney Theater.
EPISODE X.


 l sonal vindictiveness For, he, too, l had had an allnight vigil, seeking l some ruse or legal technicality that l would keep the events of the day be- I fore out of the records of the ease. 1 He knew only too well that any jury l having seen Mary's seizure, would be l readily convinced that she might have suffered in the same fashion on the night when David Pollock was killed. and that if they were convinced of l that, proving Mray's guilt was going to be the hardest struggle he had ever known He was savage with wea"i- ness and doubly angry because, try as he would. he could not himself shake off the tenacious memory of that white, shrinking shoulder with it's dread scars marring the flesh
 In consequence the opening hours of court were marked by a series of bitter wrangles during which even his honor lost his temper. and the rest lessness of the spectators became open disorder. But for. his acidity~ of wit and skill at argument it was losing fight that the District Attorney waged. He was conscious of that himself. Therefore 1t came as no surprise when ii was at last brought summarily to
 
 testimony of the policeman as to Mary's madness entered as evidence.
 With a long breath of relief Lang don turned back toward his seat. sud denly becoming conscious that he was holding a crumpled scrap of paper which the bailiff had thrust into his hand some moments before. He re- membered now that the court officer had said something when he gave it to him, but he hadn't caught the words, and 1t was with entire indiffar- once that he opened the note and read hastily scrawled words. But at sight of them indifference gave placeAto ex- citement. Crumpling the paper up in his hand, he turned sharply 10 the bailiff.
 Call George Brennan!" he said, and there was triumph in his tones.
 Brennan was the same cleancut young detective who had told Of the disappearance of Daniels, andfrhe first question asked him revealed what had been in the note.
 MT. Brennan, I have just received a message which says that you have found MT. Daniels. Will you tell the court please, the circumstances of the finding of the missing man?'
 Well, it wasn't exactly a case of finding him." said the detective, with a smile You see-he just came home! I was hanging around the apartment house in case anyone brought a. message to Mrs. Daniels when I saw him come into the vesti- bu1e. He had three days growth l of beard on his face, and his clothes were all mussed up as if he'd been sleeping in them. He looked like a bum after a three day jag, but I had 1 no trouble recognizing him..
 l Did he seem excited-or anxious 1 to get into the building without being l seen?"i
 | NO He moved slowly, as. if he 1 was dazed. He hesitated quite while before he rang the bell of his ! apartm ent, but soon as he'd pushed ! 1t he got impatient and kept calling, l 'Hello!' up the speaking tube, and | when someone answered he said Open 1 the door quick! It's me-your father l When the latch clicked he went In, but he made no effort to close the ! door after him, so I followed. Both Mrs Daniels and the daughter were in the doorway of the apartment to | meet him, and while they were Eissing g and hugging him I walked in." ! Did Daniels seem startled at the sight of you?" ,A B. F: 2, --& ,, 4. No. He seemed sort of stupid as If he was sleepy, but when Mrs.
 Daniels told him I was a detective and that he was wanted as a witness
 in the Page trial he woke up fast
 enough and got very excited. He said
 he had nothing to tell and wouldn't l accept service of any subpoena. T
 don't know anything" he kept saving
 and when I asked where he had been he said he'd been on 8 little spree tc
 forget his business troubles"
 Did you tell him he would have tc
 appear in court 2"
 Yes. But it wasn't what I tolt
 him about the law, but what his wife ] said that seemed to convince him
 She told him she had every faith ir ! him, and that what he had to tel l wouldn't do any harm, and for him to go. So he said he would if I't
 give him time to wash up.'
 "Is MT. Daniels in court now?"
 "Yes, sir. He is in the witness . l room."
 A stir of excitement swept through
 the room, but deepened to an ominou: | whisper of suspicion when, Brennan
 dismissed, the bailiff summoned tn,
 former manager of Mary Page. Fol
 Daniels sIunk into the room with ;.r r asl1en face and trembling , hands Great heads of sweat stood out visibly
 on his forehead, and his voice wher
 he took the oath was husky and un. 7, certain. If ever guilt was writer f large upon any man, 1t was apparent r. ly written upon the erstwhile jaunty Il l theatrical manager. The judge f. studying him with eyes psychologicallA e keen, wished he had the full paper: r. of this case before him to learn more T ! of this new witness and nWardly f l vowed a recess to study them should