The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1931-04-08
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CHAPTER THIRTY
Mrs. Fowler shook her head Her
voice was still muffled. HE hit
Bobby" she said. lie was Jealous
OF him And now Bobby's going 10
die to punish mel
Oh, I've been nearly crawl Bob
by isn't going to get well. Hes 90
ing to die because I've been a wicked
wcmanl I didn't mean to do it.
I tell you. swear I didn't! Oh.
Bobby. Bobby Oh, what will 1 do?"
n
HUSH-youll disturb the boyl"
H Gypsy ordered. Mrs. Fowler
Wv weeping Historically. There
was 20 time to lose. Bobby isn't
going to die" the girl went on.
Don't you see if you tell the truth
things will be all right2 Listen,
have a cab waiting outside. Get
your coat and hat and I'll take you
right down"
But I can't go. I can't leave
Bobby!" the woman protested.
DO you want him to die? Do
yoj want him to die because you
let them punish Nina Roberts for
what you did?"
1t was all logical but it was ef-
fecJve. Almost before Mrs. Fowler
knew what she was doing Gypsy had
her in the taxicab Throughout the
ride the woman kept her eyes coy
cred with a handkerchief She wept
epasmodically Gypsy was excited.
Oyers and over she repeated in
structions.
Mrs. Fowler was to go TO the little
room at the right Of the entrance
and speak to the bailih She must
say she had an important message
Tor Mr. Wallace. Very Important
After Jim appeared she must talk
TO him privately and tell him it was
she who had killed her husband
Jim would know what to do next
When the cab stopped Gypsy
pulled the other womans hat down
TO hide her face. There was little
likelihood that Mrs. Fowler would
be recognized
Il can't come with you" Gypsy
said, but I'll be praying for Bobby.
Goodbyl"
She told the driver to wait until
the black-coated figure had disap-
peared through the entrance to the
courthouse Then they drove back
to the Wallace home.
NXTHEN she entered the house
wv Gypsy was amazed to find it
was only 1920 There were letters
on the table in the hall. She
glanced through them. Nothing in
teresting.
She tried to busy herself at half
a dozen tasks and gave up each one
in disgust. Only one thing occupied
her mind. What was happening in
the courtroom?
There were moments when she
wondered if Mrs. Fowler's nerve
had failed her Had she been able
to reach jim?
II should have stayed down
town" Gypsy thought. "There
might be extras on the street. NO
its better for me to be home!"
SO long as she was alone, she
could not keep her mind of the
trial. She went upstairs and
changed to a house dress, then de-
scended to the kitchen.
Matilda was putting clean paper
on the shelves of the cupboard for
canned supplies.
Matilda" Gypsy asked, 'how do
you make cookies?"
The cook looked around from her
perch on the top of the stepladder.
Haven't you ever baked cookies?"
she asked incredulously.
NO, but I'm going to. I'm going
to make some now"
But Mis- Wallace, Fridays the
baking day. If I'd known you
wanted cookies I'd have made them
early"
I'm glad you didn't" Gypsy in
terrupted. Il don't want you to
to make them myself"
make the cookies, Matilda. I want
TINE cook looked dubious. What
4 kind Of cookies we're you going
to make?"
Il don't know NIolasses cookies,
l guess No, ginger We've got
some ginger, haven't we?"
yes. Mis- Wallace"
Where's the cook book?"
There's some books up there on
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