Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1917-08-10

'T want you 70 put that bach r. :.
II have got to have some money. ne
maintained sulkily, slowing II still further
In his trousers pocket.
"Give me that hfty-doliar bill. sayT'
went on Miriam. ciutchng at him.
"No, I viii notl" returned her husband
stubbornly and sought to escape but abe
caught him by the arm and pulled him back.
He tired to wrench himself away; but FOR
once her strength was superior TO hia She
was beside herself with sudden anger, with
shame, with ignomlny, with agony.
You give that bill to mo" she said
through her closed teeth.
You let me go!" he growled. almost
Jerking himself out of her grasp. Then fol-
lowed struggle that was short. sharp but
decisive, nasmuch as he finally succeeded
IN wrenching himself free from her. And
now, turning quickly he smote her with
his clenched hand full in the face.
Miriam staggered back. her eyes opened
wide In Inundated astonishment.
"Oh. Laurie !" she cried not with physi-
| cal pain. although there upon her face
| now red now white was broad blotched
mark--the bruise that the brute had left
there.
He made q movement to go but again
she was In time to prevent him: for quick
I as flash she had darted to the chffonier
| opened q top drawer and drawn forth
weapon.
| "stopl' she cried in hard voice. Don't
you dare to leave this room with that
| money!"
Challoner blnlSed Mt her stupidity
| What are you going to dor" he de-
manded.
Miriam laugher hysterically.
What am l going to do? I know what
| you're going to do You're going to bring
that fifty dollars back here to me-"
Indeed? Well, I'm mott" reiterated Chal-
| loner.
Miriam tapped the pistol in her hand.
DO you see this?"
| He grunted feariessly
well, what of it?"
Give me that money" she insisted. APP
preaching him. As yet she had not leveed
the weapon, and Challoner, seeing his op-
portunity started once more.
| Stop" II a new voice that spoke
now the blow that had struck her face
had suddenly transformed her into a des-
| perate woman.
Challoner stopped for he saw the weapor
trained upon him Again, without affecting
her i'm. she tapped it.
Il Listen to me-" she cried her voic,
growing hoarser as she went on. 'thi'
thing has been responsible for one murder
and now. Lawrence Challoner. I'm goln,
to kill you with II. It's the last straw
| that breaks the camel's back. / hate you
l despise you!" she ragged. II loved yo'
| once, | have always loved you until now
you loved me once, too, l know-thougl
= other people thought that you had Marie,
me for my money But | knew different
| you couldn't fool me about that! AMI
D was because Of that love that 1 have live
for you and nothing else. You have bee
everything in the world to me--my got
3 | almost. But II Is all over now! In
9 through with you, and I'm going to hav
k | you thrown like some soied rag into tn
q cutters Of humanity-where you belong -
n She paused for breath, but not once di
z her weapon falter.
There are two things" she resume,
= that stand out In my memory just nov
II The first is the night when you did nc
v come home Do you remember that night
-No-there were too many of them late
, on! But have never forgotten that nigl
l spent In the torture chamber! 1t was
% white night for me-"
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