The Waterbury Democrat., 1934-04-13

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 Meanwhile SIR AUBREY, titled Englishman and Pablfto's father, begins Q search for his son.
 CHAPTER xXIII
 within a month Marcia Tread. way boarded a boat for New York, having found Rio rather stupid" Back in New York, she took up residence in the browr stone house that had been left hel by an aunt-the same aunt who had left Marcia legacy so large that it was heralded in news paper headlines.
 Usually when she returned home Marcia decided fretfully that she must have the place "redone' and usually some young decorator whose company she found, for g time, amusing goth the commis- sin. eg.
 But on this homecoming Mar cia had no such interests. Her friends murmured that she was not looking well and this stirred up the old story about Ted Jef- fries. That affair, said some oi her supposed friends, had "gont pretty far."7i
 Marcia knew what was being said and who was saying it but this knowledge did not matter as once it would have. The two things that mattefed were hei ceiling of guilt, which was in. creasing instead of diminishing and her fear for Pablito's safety
 During fitful periods of sleeI she dreamed that band oi masked men were hanging Pablitc and that she, screaming the fact of his innocence, was struggling to reach the group while hei leailen feet refused to move. She woke always from this dream (which varied little in it's repeti. tion) bathed in cold sweat and trembling.
 She began to thaw toward g young attorney who, with sundry other men, had for long while added to her arrogance by g yelled courtship of her fortune And while Ashe was with him she sounded him out about the treat. ment of criminals :. and about whether they always had fail trials.
 One usually .ccol May night they sat before . fire in the draw ing room of Marcia's home. She said, leaning forward, "Tell me Tony - even if everyone thought a man guilty they wouldn't exc. cute him immediately, would theyf"
 That depends he answered ,sIaw is, to some extent, a mat. lter of geography. There are place! where men take the law into their own hands. Sometimes twt have lynchings, you know-',,ss
 She grew pale and shrank back in her chair, her hands tightl, gripping the arms. s%a
 Then she managed to hide hel perturbation. What would you do she asked, If you knew a man tt be innocent but could not tell hon or why you know 2"
 'T'd forget about it," he, an. swered casually.
 Marcia gave a short, mirthles, laugh. It sounded so easy bu she knew 1t was far from easy It was impossible. <
 Tony" she said then, with { change of tone, that reminds mt of something else wanted to asl you about. I want to locate a bo, of IS. -- or perhaps year or two older-and don't know how tt go about it. I want to keep tht matter secret" /
 Tony thought of Marcia'l brother who had died in an asy lum to which. by the most viciou! forms of vice, he had paid hi grim entrance fee.
 You knew Lester was mar ried?" she asked on sudden in spiration. She could pretend Pab Tito was Lester's son! Wher, Lester's wife was, she did no know, but she assumed she could silence her on the subject if sh, had to.
 "Do you know what country thu boy is liable to be in?" Tony ques tioned, after his nod which ad mitted he knew that Lester wa. married. t
 ''Cuba or South America. rather thing South America
 Well" he said, If you tool tIlS iidLtCT tO tHc DOttcc--
 "ButsI don't want to do that, she interrupted. You see m! nephew charming, isn't it?- was caught thieving and sent {, reformatory. He escaped. Nov I want to find him and give hin another cfancc."'
 "Ah-I see. Well. detectives--'
 ''I suppose so," she agreed. no quite happily. "But, with his re formatory record, is that safe Wouldp't the detectives be work ing with tho police? ?"
 "Not if your case makes then keep away from the police. Witt sufficient money. Marcia, almos anything is possible"
 1T have always thought so. bu lately"
 She fell into a revery then. an, thought of Pablito. the bo. whoes eyes had enchanted" her If she could only find him h. would be utterly dependent ol her. She was obsessed by thi thought and of making him int, a man of the world. She woul, be very good to him; very. yer, good to himi @
 .I've spoken to you twice. said Tony.
 "Oh, really?" she murmure, with a lift of fine arched brow and return to her old. langui' ins0lence.