The herald and news. [volume] (Newberry S.C.) 1903-1937, 1916-06-02

wrong moment. but except for har-
aSsed froWn he showed little signs of
bis disappointment as he again called
Mary to the WitneSs-Stand
She came more willingly this time;
it seemed somehow less of an ordeal
for she sensed that things had gone in
her favor for Il moment. and she did
not even finch when. with a flourish.
the District Attorney took up the re-
yolyer dying with the other exhibits of
the case before the jury and, thrusting
it toward her, asked sharply:
Have you ever seen this revolver
before, Miss Page?"
Yes. 1t belonged to Mr.. Pollock"
'Was it in his possession on the
night when he was murdered?"
No" Her voice broke now and fell
1T was in my possession them
and you had it at the Hotel Repub-
lic.''
Yes
And was it your habit" the prose
cutor's voice was satiricaily mocking.
was it your habit, Miss Page. to at
tend banquets with a revolver in your
handbag?'
Mary flushed angrily.
''The revolver was lying on my dress
ing-table at the theater." she said. and
put it into my bag. intending to give
it to Mr. Langdon, butt forgot it,
''It was an unfortunate loss of mem
DRY for Mr. Pollock" said the attorney
drEly, with a glance at the jury. Their
he abruptly waved the witness away,
as though it would be waste of time
to question her further. Langdon halt
ed her.
"Will you explain to the court he
cried, "how that revolver came into
your possession. Miss Page?"
Gaining courage at his tone, and the
smile that accompanied his words,
Mary turned toward the jury and in
that beautiful modulated voice that
had held so many audiences spell
bound. she told rapidly, but in detail.
the story Of Pollock's visit to her dress
ing-room on the afternoon Of that ia
tai day. She faltered little over the
recital of his abrupt proposal and, wo
man-like, put in the world-old apology
for his brutality by the simple state
ment:
ssLIa was DRINK Won know"
Then, vividly, her slender hands ges-
turing and her voice rising with poign-
ant memories and pride Of Langdon,
she told Of the latter's entry in re-
sponse to her screams and OF his bat
tie with Pollock. Tensely silent, but
with every nerve alert, the crowC lis
tened as she described how Pollock
had pulled the revolver out Of his pock-
ct only to drop it.
"He tried to pick it up again" she
said, unconsciously visualizing for them
the picture of the struggling men. but
l crawled close and snatched it up be
fore he could reach it..
She paused. and when she would
have taken up the thread Of her story
again, Langdon's hand stopped her.
THAT is ALL thank you. Miss Page,
he said, and the District Attorney, sur
prise on his face. but with a new CLINT
in his eyes. got quickly to his feet.
81 crave the courts permission to
ask the witness one more question.
he said. and as the Judge waved as
sent he asked slowly, knowing the sen
sation his question would create:
''N1iss Page. was there anyone else
in the room at the time this struggle
was going on?"
"Not-not exactly in the room" said
Mary, after an instant's hesitation
There were people outside the door
and-and my maid, who had been out.
ran in during the excitement
'Is your maid Janet or Jeanette
Beauchamp:"
eyes" Mary's voice was uneasy now.