New Britain herald., 1929-07-01

that she needed and liked beln, waited on. But Willis had always been a dear. Why couldn't she love him instead of John Curtis Nor gan, who only needed her but did not love her? Maybe that was
 ''Is the Crawford verdict In yet? Willis asked interestedly, when ne had given the order
 Just. Not guilty" Nan an l swered stiffly. Now why dld he have to bring that up, just when she was beginning TO relax a hlt7
 Congratulations for you and | Morgan are in order. 1 suppose, Willis said. "I know you TWO pe- | lieved Graz wford Innocent. or MOT gan wouldn't have defended him. but personally. I believe the big blond windbag is guilty as he'll. How he could have fooled you" Her pride was stung. but an fr- resistible desire to confide in some one made her answer, in a low, rap- i'd voice: He didn't roof me, WILLS believed he was guilty all along. | but since he was MT. Morgan's best friend-''
 "A swell friend he isl" Wills jeered. What I know about Craw- ford and But never mind that now. Whats that you're saying about believing Crawford guilty z Has the Great God Morgan fallen and suppressed little evidence?" Nan snatched her hand away, her eyes blazing. He still believes that Crawford was innocent! I don't know why I started to confide in you. Willis. might have known we'd just quarrel, because it con- cerns Mr. Morgan. But I've been so troubled, so torn with doubts as to what my duty is . :" And to the amazement of the waiter who was bringing the consomme she be- gan to cry.
 Eat your soup. honey" Willis urged, as the waiter scuttled away. You're going to tell me anything you please and I promise not to fight. like and respect Morgan and love you-love you well enough not to quarrel with you any more for loving him, instead Of me. And you have my word that anything you may tell me will $, no further. But I think you know that. You've done a goodish bit or confding in the past. you know"
 She smiled at him. dabbed at ner tears with her napkin. and obe. ently drank most of her consommo before she began her story. The waiter left them in peace so long that Bert Cravford's letter had been slipped across the table before the entree was served.
 "Wha' shall I do with that thing Willis?" Nan asked in a small voice when the young man had finished reading the letter. 'I hurried 10 the courthouse with 1t, so that MT. Morgan could do what ever he thought hest with it. in case the jury had not reaches a verdict But I was too late. No, enlt.'" she reneatnd with shrug. Shall ] give it to him now"
 Willis Todd looked at her with amazcment in his era" eyes "Why | for heavens sake? To warn him that his Wifes going to skip out with his best friend. man he nas just saved from the penitentiary :? If this things true. they're goin" to skip anyway. and Moran might as well not know if ti1l th"v do You don't want him killing Craw- ford, do you?"
 | Her gasp of horror answered him.
 And you don't really want Nor gan to have it out with his wife. lHnd then forgive her, do you? Not if you really love him. you don't, The sooner she's gone the he:,er of Morgan will be. though he won't know if for long time No. -.an. you cant show this letter 10 Nor i gan, Better tear it up."
 But Nan did not tear it up She folded the stiff sheet carefully and thrust m into her hanGhae "-i'ilanN you. Willis" she smiled at him. "T | just wanted to be convinced logi- caly. I really would have r:e. | before I would have hnrt him .y showing him this ier;er.."