The Sunday telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1914-1927, 1916-03-26

led shall never marry anyone Pol
lock looked relieved Mt that. but there
was n hint OF sncer In his voice ns
ha nsked. In that case. may ask II
you nre going TO return to New Town.
and II so who Ia going to support you?'
You have no right to nsk.' she an
swered quietly. but / don't mind an
swering. We Hro not going to New
Town: We nrc going to New York.
where hope to secure position.
ibid Mr.. Pollock show uny surprise
at thnt?"
mo. but he WINS obviously chngrIncd.
And then / Intcrfercd and reminded
Mrs. PnEo 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"
"Dld Miss Page seem calm and COL
lected7"
Eyes. outwardly: but there was n
look In her Dyes that made me fearful
for her future. and her hands had ro-
sumed their nervous twltchlnE when
put her into the automobile, It made
me realize that the great influence to
fear for her was Pollock. and 1t is my
decided opinion that II. as have heard.
ha continued to prosecute the defend
ant the result would"
II objectI" stormed the District At
torney. lenplng 10 his feet. "Dr. Fos-
ter'R last assertion that the defend
ants mental ailment was aggravated
through the continued persecution of
David Pollock, Is hearAay evidence, and
a direct mallgnlng of a dead man,"
''T=sustaln that objection said the
Judge sternly, adding to the doctor,
''You must restrict yourself to=an.
swerlng questions Dr.. Foster Let the
answer DO stricken out from the words,
Into the automobile"
The doctor, a flush OF annoyance on
his face, turned questlonlngly toward
Langdon, but the latter, after q mo-
mant's 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, a man
whose testimony was, he felt sure, full
Of little weaknesses into which he
could dig the rapier of his wit and his
legal questioning. He hated DR.. Fos-
ter. yet he admired him and exulted in
the game of wits before him.
But he was the loser. With a tongue
stepped In vltriol he attacked the tess
timopy OF the alienist; he held Mary
Page up as a hysterIcal girl who had
sought notorLety: he flung doubt upon
the possibility OF a Temporary" mem
tdf hat -
tured Mary until with shudderlng hor-
ror she sank forward In her chair, her
hands pressed against her ears to shut
out the sound OF his voice, he could not
shake the smiling imperturbabillty OF
DR.. Foster. Cross examination meant
nothing TO the latter. and much as he
regretted the strain upon the pItIfulI
little prisoner. he really enjoyed pitt
ting his power against that OF the
prosecutor.
So his answers came with cool de-
liberation. and hint of lnsolence that
won the admiration of the spectators
who were divided between zest in the
stirring battle and pity for Mary. But
1t was the sympathy that came upper
most when at last, unable to bear any
sanity. she leaped to her feet, 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 till she smiled up at hlm-a wav-
erlng, pathetic little smile.
To the prosecutor In his present saw
aga humor 1t seemed carefully plan
ned bit of by-play. yet he could SO
plainly see It's effect upon the Jury, and
could read so clearly the antagonlsm
growing In their eyes when they look
ed at him. that with m abrupt shrug
he swung upon his heel and sat down
with q curt. That's ALL"
That released DR.. Foster, and sent
him back triumphnntly to the Witness
room. There wero two newcomers
there now. n sweet-faced matronly
looking woman OF middle age, rathcr
old-fashioncd in her dress. and n young
girl Of about twenty-five who was d.
vided between nervous fears and
youthful =est. 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 bubblins over with youth
and laughter. but for ali that. her gall
ETY. 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 hint daring in Its
shape and the why II was tilted over
her little nose. and when the bnilifr
called her name "A1Iss Amy Barton, "
her agitation led her to tip Mt an even
more dangerous angle as she tried to
powder her nose and kiss her mother
at the Same time.
"rm scared hluei" she connded 10
the other witnesses in n shaky voice.
"a first night Is cInch 20 this. What
do / have to say?"
''You have only TO answer questIons.''
said DR.. Foster. ''nnd there Is really
nothing to be frightened about
81 suppose not" sho answered as she
J went through the door. "but wouldn't
care anyway. I'd go be hanged If Il
would help Mary"