The Coolidge examiner., 1936-03-13

| DelleVe-tnat lOFPu corey, just dS
you did. That we looked forward TO
happy life together, shared now
and then by your presence; you
knOw-yOu must know that | would
have given my life for him, had that
been called for. This odd notion of
yours that | could or would harm
him is a thought put into your brain
by some evil chance, and you must
get rid of it. We both loved our
darling" Perilla dropped to her
knees beside the other. Now that
he is gone let us give that love to
one another"
The girls voice was vibrant with
truth and sincerity, and for a E,O-
ment the old woman gazed at ner
as If she meant to accede to her
plea.
But at that moment Farman ap-
peared in the doorway, a black
frown on his face.
II am leaving" he said, tersely,
'but I will come here as often as
choose. A lawyer may visit his
| client at will. And after your treat
ment of me, Mrs. Maiden, l may us
we'll inform you that | will have no
mercy on you. will Immediately
take steps to have you accused of
your husbands death. The evidence
is so definite, so overwhelming, that
you cannot escape arrest, trial and
conviction. So be prepared for
these things"
Malcolm, following, spoke stern
| ly. 81 suppose you know you are
| putting yourself in grave danger.
You will find New York investiga-
tion more drastic than in your home
town. You will find that your legal
knowledge will not go far, pitted
against our great criminal lawyers.
You will be adjudged th1 criminal,
charged with maliciouj slander
against this young woman, who, it
can be proved thousand times,
had no thought toward her husband
but that of loving affection"
"Well, we'll see about all that"
returned Farman, with his ugly leer.
But just realize, young Mr.. Fair
| fax, your sister is in desperate
straits, and she will soon come to
recognize that the way of the trans
gressor is hard"
"What have l done? cried Peril
la, piteously. "Why are you so cruel
| to me?"
And then Madame Maiden tuned
up again. Afterward, Perilla always
said that it was only Farman's ar
rival at that critical moment that
kept the old lady from succunbing
to Perilla's plea for reconciliation.
"What have you done?" the ter
magant screamed. You killed my
| boy-my Corey"
"Hush that" said Malcolm, strid-
ing toward her. Hush that, or you'll
Duu IlldI IlllS lain VI luna llC dSJ
lums is real and not just make-be-
lieve. An expert brain doctor would
send you to a retreat as soon as
he had given you the once-over, and
by Jove, it would be a good thing all
round. l believe I'll send at once
for a specialist.
AS always, Madame Maiden began
to culver and shrink at this, for
Malcolm's tone denoted a firm in
tent.
And Malcolm was frightened. He
we'll knew, however absurd it was
to suspect Perilla Of crime, the mere
mention Of such possibility would
stir up trouble, which would radiate
In many directions. He tried a new
argument.
'Do you know Fleming Stone is
on this case?" he demanded. "You
needn't think you can buck up
against man like that. Why, he'll
turn your silly Farman inside out,
once he gets at him. you'll see.
He'll have that oily fathead in
Jail before he knows what's hap
pened to him. And then, Madame
Maiden, what are you going to
do, without a friend to help you!
I mean learned friend, man of
legal attainments and knowledge
You will be glad to fall back on
Perilla's kindness, but I'm not sure
even her kindness will survive for.
ever the shocks you are giving it,
I'm not afraid" and the old lady
tossed her gray head. "Perilla tried
just now to pull the wool over my
eyes. She thought she could get
around me with sweet smiles and
honeyed words. But she didn't
work it," and the old DANES smile
was like that of a doddering imbe-
cile.
1T would have been better for
you if she had" Malcolm returned.
Hello, here comes Stone. Now,
madame, sit up and take notice"
Fleming Stone came in calmly, ac-
knowledged his introduction to Ma
dame Maiden conventionally, and
then proceeded to ignore her.
He talked animatedly to Perilla
and Malcolm, mostly about things
the ancient dame did not under
stand, or couldn't quite make out.
At last, unable to stand it longer,
she said: Everybody seems to be