The Waterbury Democrat., 1931-04-20

moved away. A new magazine was lying on the table. She turned through it's pages and sat down to read.
 At II o'clock Jim was still in the library. Gypsy went to the kitchen cookies he was fond of. She poured a tall glass of cold milk and set it on a tray with the cookies. Then she took them to the library door
 and knocked softly. Come i'm" :. l Gypsy opened the door. Don't you think you've worked long enough Jim ?" she asked. You're going to wear yourself out" She one corner of the desk. It was the only corner available. The desk top was a tumbled mass of books and manuscripts.
 Jim leaned back in his chair.
 "That looks good." he said smiling
 and reaching for the glass. Where's yours?''
 "oh. I don't. care for any. Mind if sit down? I don't want to dis turb you!"
 He waved toward the chair. "Go ahead, I'm not getting anywhere anyhow" Jim munched a cookie. drowning.
 It was the Roberts case, of course.
 There were questions Gypsy wanted to ask but she felt hesitant. Before
 she could think of the right begin
 ming Jim continued: Here's a funny thing about that bird, Fowler. Three-fourths of his patients were women. went ernoon. Nina doesn't know or claims she doesn't know = much about them because most of his con sultations were at the patients homes. There was a man in the office, though, an hour before Fow- 1 Ter was shot. Robert Kimball. his [ name Is. He's an advertising sales
 man. I talked to him this after. l noon."
 What's he like?" Jim shrugged his shoulders. or dinary. About 35 should say Looked scared when told him who was, but his story seemed stratgh; | enough. Kimball said he went to l see Fowler because his throat had
 been bothering him. and his wife Was his wife one of Fowler's patients?" Gypsy demanded excit-
 "No. His wife had insisted he | should see a doctor but Kimball forgot about it until he happened I to see Fowler's office sign. He says 1 Fowler examined him, gave him . | prescription, and that he left about l 10 minutes after 5. As nearly as can check. the story's straight" | Why were Nina and Fowler working so late that evening" Gypsy asked. | .'She says 1t wasn't unusual at all | C.. l. kA ako no of a EnWIat l would be out on calls early in the l afternoon and then come in at ol | 5 o'clock and want her to write | letters and go over accounts. ThaI evening she had been making ou' bills"
 They had gone over most of this | a hundred times before. ], But, Jim, isn't there any way fol l her to prove she was out or the or :, flee when the shot was fired? II haven't anything but her word for it." '.The girl she telephoned to-? "Oh, yes. Nina's roommate. She | says Nina called her and they i talked for several minutes about | plans for the evening, but 1t was q public telephone and no record is | kept of the calls made. Besides there's no way of checking ths l time."
 l Gypsy was silent. Presently she I asked: What day is the trial 2? Begins next Tuesday" There was a calendar on the wal | opposite. Today was Thursday l Five days more and Nina Roberts would face the 12 men who would | decide her fate.
 .Jim," the girl said earnestly, ''take me to see Nina tomorrow, won't you? Please!''
 Jim surprised her. "Ali right
 he said. 'What time do you want
 to go?'
 Amy time. Any time that suits Iyou."
 well, how about o'clock 7f "Tll be ready" Gypsy promised. | "I'll take the car down town and meet you at your office."
 Gypsy was punctuai. It was five