The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1931-04-06
TWENTY-EIGHT

TWENTY-EIGHT
"You can send word by my hus-
band. He doesn't know came this
morning, but you can tell him you
want to see me-"
Nina put out her hand timidly
and took Gypsy's. Thanks" she
said. Il only hope some time I can
repay you"
Gypsy smiled. "Of course you
Will" she said. "Good-by, Nina. I'll
see you again soon."
She followed Mrs. Sloan down the
corridor. Would she talk 70 you?'
the matron asked.
Eyes, she talked. Oh, Mrs. Sloan,
aren't you sorry for her? She isn't
uke-well, the sort of girl you'd
expecC to find hereI"
Plenty Of them aren't, so far as
that goes" the woman answered.
Sure, I'm sorry for all of them.
But you can't tell about murder,
Mrs. Wallace. They're the cases
that surprise you.
I've seen them come In here in
their fur coats and silks looking so
elegant and guilty as sin. This one
don't know about. She's a puzzler.
They were in the Office now.
Gypsy thanked the matron and left.
AS before when she left the prison
she inhaled the fresh air with a
deep sense of relief. Then she
squared her shoulders and walked
away rapidly.
TINE first three days Of the Rob-
l. erts trial dragged. There was
the routine of selecting the jury
with constant pickering and disa-
greement between the lawyers.
The case was being heard BY
Judge Knox, a fact that Jim Wal
lace regarded as encouraging. Knox
was jurist inclined to temper the
cold letter of the law with human
sympathy.
There were new photographs ol
Nina in the newspapers, blurred
glimpses showing only part Of hel
face, caught by the camera man a;
she was on her way from the jai
to the courtroom.
There was one mysteriously OBJ
tanned portrait which showed the
girl sitting beside Jim, gazing di.
rectly forward. She wore simple
blue frock with white at the throat
and black, brin1less hat that in.
creased her pallor.
Nina looked much prettier thar
when Gypsy had seen her in the
prison, but her expression still
was lifeless and breeding. Most Of
the time she rested her chin on hel
hand, half-concealing her face
from the crowd that packed the
courtroom.
Frequently Gypsy felt pangs Of
guilt over the letter Nina had given
her. She had not mentioned it tt
jim Was it right to keep this in
formation from him?
The slightest clew, she knew, wa;
sometimes the turning point in {
great victory. Jim was fighting 81
hard now and the case looked 81
black.
She had given her promise, how
ever, and she could not bring her
self to break it.
AS much of the time as possible
Gypsy sat in court. She wa
amazed at Jim'S aggressive manner
at the fiery fluency of his attacks.
1t was the second day of the hear
ing before the jury that Gyps,
heard Bennett, the states attorney
call out the name, Mrs. Fowler"
A WOMAN in black rose anc
IN came forward. She was O.
medium height and rather heavil!
built. She wore a black veil which
she threw back when seated in tn,
witness stand.
Gypsy thought her face nigh
have been attractive, but for tn,
swollen eyelids and obvious sign
of weeping.
Bennett began to ask questions.
Yes, the woman said, she wa
the wife Of DR.. Frank Fowler. Shl
told where they lived. She hat
seen her husband last when he lef
the house after breakfast the morn
ing of the day on which he died.
She had seen his body later at tn,
hospital. Her words were inter
rupted at times when her handker
chief went to her eyes.
Her first news of tie tragedy
Mrs. Fowler continued, nae been