New Britain herald., 1929-07-05

] ton and despair. A man to be wor- shipfully proud of-this man she | loved!
 T didn't call Dr. Holtzmann until after my fingerprint expert had testified, but l let him hear Corn walls evidence. Fortunately, the | doctor is a brilliant, fair minded man. When I asked him if it would have been physically possible for | Mrs. Ward to walk, he said that it would have been, if her desire had been keen enough. Her paralysis was due 10 psychosis, or, possibly, was slammed, he admitted, while 1 Brainerd positively clawed the air"
 T wish I'd seen him." Nan chuckled. Did you call Lois Downs young man, Chester Parks?"
 "Yes. Parks testified that he and Lois were engaged to be married. that she had complained 10 him of Andrew Wards unwelcome atten- tions. His testimony will go far to- ward destroying the motive which Brainerd has tried 10 pin on the | girl. especially as Ward himself has admitted that Lois did not return | his love.
 'Brainerd rested without calling 1 any witnesses in rebuttal, but he'll l make a stab at saving his face be- | fore the jury tomorrow in his sum- nation. Naturally he'll contend that the old lady's fingerprints in the | bathroom don't necessarily mean that she killed herself, even if she did toy with poison bottles, but the l jury will be glad enough to believe 1 that the unpleasant old lady com mitted suicide. rather than that a pretty young thing like Lois Downs l committed murder. And so-that's | that"
 The moment which Nan had been dreading and pushing away since Friday night had come at last. His only big case on the court calendar at present was won. or practically so. There was nothing to keep him from sinking into the slough of despond. The telephone rang with that pe- culiar long drawn out insistence which heralds a long distance call. Maybe Nan thought gloatingly, as she swooped for the instrument | before Morgan could reach it.. there's a nice, juicy murder, just dripping with mystery which will l keen him bnc,r'i aloud, Hello, Yes, John Curtis Morgan's offices. Oh. Yes. he's right here."
 She cupped her hand over the re- ceiver and whispered excitedly to Morgan: It's the ogvernor's secre- tary. Says the governor wants 10 talk to you"
 Governor Hogarth?" Morgan was eager again. About that BroWnlee case, I hope. Hello, hello: Morgan speaking. Yes. . Oh, hello, Governor. Yes, still try ing to keep 'em out of jail . Not sos you'd notice it, But I'd like 10 flirt with the trout with you this summer if you can get away. Yes, suppose so. Presidential year is a Godsend to the long suffering trout. at any rate. Yes, Gov ernor? . or course I'm mighty anxious to see Brownlee get a con- mutation of sentence to life impri- sonment. . . That's mighty, decent of you, Ben, but I don't see how l could get away just now. ."
 Nan laid an eager hand on his shoulder, shook him slightly. "Of course you can eo-tomorrow night. I'll look after everything"
 Morgan shook his head at her and frowned. then grinned with wry humor, as he turned back to the telephone. "All right, Ben. I'll arrive at the capital tomorrow evening. Oh, don't bother Evelyn. A hotel will be all right for me. Oh. all right and thanks. Ben My best to Evelyn and the future presi- dent Of the United States"
 When he hung up the receiver he i'iNu to -Ndli IueL ully. lnG gov ernor insists on my staying at the executive mansion. Ben and Evelyn Hogarth are both good scouts. and usually I'd enjoy a visit with them but right now" He paused, pass ed hand wearily across his eyes and Nan knew that his unfinished : thought was that it would be al.
 most unbearable for him, a mar whose wife had left him because sh, did not love him, 10 go into home that was nationally famous for it: domestic felicity.
 "But it is aWfully decent of them
 and you'll enjoy it more than vol
 think Nan insisted with forced casualness, Isn't it splendid tha'
 the governors got around 10 the
 Brownlee case so soon? I'm sure vol : can make him see that this is ont
 case where the granting of executive clemency is a high privilege, no
 merely an act of mercy"
 Morgan's mouth twisted in tho wry, humorous smile that she loved
 to call forth. II think I'd better sent
 you to the capital in my place. Poo
 Brownlee has always been you special pet, anyway"
 Thanks awfully,' Nan grinned but it would be very inconvenien for me to get away right now" And so it is for me" Morgan re , membered gloomily. T had intend ed to spend most of this week, aft CT the Downs case goes to the jury } in hunting for a-boarding schoo
 for Curtis"
 , "Oh, Mir Morgan, you cant meal to shut him away in boardin , school, Hes so little, so young
 Why. he's just a baby-siX years old Do you think it's fair to-"