Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1931-03-08

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In the bare room reserved for the press in
the County Court Building she slipped back
unobtrasively into her newspaper personality
Whats the scandal" she asked Eddie
Schultz Of the Blade.
'The juryT have it in few minutes Won't
take long for an acquittaG"
USUALLY Sobbie did not question the inner
workings of the events she reported, but
today she was curious.
us this Richard Anders so bad as all that?"
she asked whats he like?"
College man. polo, aviation, good family he
tried to play Honey for her looks and she
thought he had money. About six of one and
half-dozen of the other"
When the representatives of the Fourth
Estate later went into the court room for the
verdict their motive was duty rather than
concern.
The tury's mot guilty" had taken exactly
Al minutes. Honey stood up, dabbed at her
eyes with a lavender handkerchief and waved
her thanks. She was supported by her at
torneys arm.
Flashlights doomed baiIin shouted for
order.
whats she got to say?" yelled the reporters
above the din
Bernstein shouldered his way to the front.
cautiously holding his camera above his head
She's oursl" he said. "The Argus got her on
take her afterward, see?"
Honeys attorney agreed That's fact. boys.
Just minute, then the little girl and win
talk to you"
Back in the press room Honey Simpson ap-
peared nervous and chung to her mothers
sleeve Originally Honey had been christened
Wilhelmina;, the reporters had snatched the
nickname from telegram sent her by the man
she shot.
First Sobbie noted that Honey was incredibly
beautiful. Her small, suIky mouth was q
crimson trap for the lettering of dreams and II
her eyes were blue and hard like imitation tur-
quoises it could not be denied that her legs
were slim and siIken, her hands soft as q caress
"I'm tired" she said. The spell was shat
tered, for Honey's voice was metallic and thin
Shapiro, the attorney, remarked cheerfully
Lets get started. What do you want first
interview photographer"
Interview" said Sobbie while the photog-
rapher glowered. She turned to Honey why
did you shoot him?"
81 had to. He wouldn't marry me"
The lawyer interrupted: AFTER compromising
this modest, simple, unaSsuming little girl"
Compromising" asked Sobbie.
He tried to kiss me-" said Honey fatty.
"And he gave me emerald ring, too"
Il don't let gentlemen take familiarities-'
But why did you shoot him, Miss Simpson,"
Sobbie persisted
We'll he was rich and-and he tried to
"Hey!'' growIed Bernstein. when do get
to take some nashes?"
I'm all through" said Sobbie.
In the street car on the way to the office
she wondered about Honey Simpson.
She sat down at the battered old typewriter
and began: by Louise Warning j.. This is
the story of how frail heartbroken little girl,
hardly more than q child recovered her lost
faith in men,"
Dobbs looked over her shoulder "Hot!"
ROT"
Honest, it's swell. Tomorrow I'll assign you
to interview Anders."
NEXT morning when Sobbie announced her
self at the hospital she created quite
nutter
From the Argus?" said the nurse Fright
this way Miss waring"
In wheel chair, propped up by pillows, sat
a tall young man with one arm in a sling and
the other shoulder lumpy with bandages. He
had the helpless air of q man who wants to
rise and can't.
Just sit STILL" said Sobbie.
Out of the corner Of her eye she observed
that he had unrulys black hair, fierce eyebrows
and stubborn chin. For all of these, he was
embarrassed. Plainly he was male who did
not enjoy being an invalid
Sobbie smiled in encouragement when she
had introduced herself.
Now Mr. Anders, won't you tell me how it
all happened?"
There isn't" the young said mildly
anything whatever to tell"
"Oh, but there must bel On the witness
stand Honey-Niss Simpson-swore that she
shot in self-defense That you rushed toward
her and in her fright she pulled the trigger"
That's right"
"And that you'd given her an emerald?"
That's right"
"And that she believed you were going to
marry her?"
Right"
"And that you'd ruined her nfe?"