The Detroit tribune. (Detroit, Mich.) 1935-1966, 1941-07-19

"As far as I'm concerned" Bar
ry answered. II have never consid-
cred it a high honor to set with
white folks. but when I'm placed
in the position OF a lacky because
OF my race"
Il know Barton" Philip said
quietly. Perhaps understand
better than you think"
As Barry started TO leave Philips
office. no Hurned back and said,
"Conrad. up to now ! have along
with many others enjoyed and adj
mired your court room tactics. But
10 day neither enjoyed or adj
mired them. The state claims
enough evidence 10 convict without
giving her an extra kick when it's
not necessary. Black or white she
is after all a woman and lawyer
can be a gentleman even in a court
| room"
While Barry talked Philips gaze
had shifted to the wall behind Bar
ry. He didn't answer when he
finished speaking but tight lip
ped smile hover around his mouth.
DO you get my meaning, Con-
rad"
"Yes." he said quietly. Il get
it,"
Chapter ~
"My Gawd, said the pudgy Sid
Dirkcn. reporter for the Morning
daily. as he looked towards the
corridor. opening into the court
room and saw Philip and Barry in.
what looked TO be a pleasant chit
chat. When we met them last In
the elevator. II looked like nice
quiet murder coming up and here
they come acting like couple Of
cooling turtle doves"
1T did look like the coming bat
tie OF the Marine. but suppose
they kissed and made up before the
fighl--A fight between those two
would be mighty interesting"
Yes they are both tough"
answered Lambert another repor-
ter.
The reporters would have won
dercd still moro could they have
heard what passed between Conrad
and Barry.
As Philip passed Barry he had
whispered I'll have news for you
within twenty-four hours. Bar
ton
20. X" Conrad. Barry had nod
ded
There was no hint in others
manner Of the stormy scene thru
which they had passed an hour
or so before.
The opening OF the afternoon ses-
sen OF Madcline's trial found the
court room even more densely
packed then the morning session.
Brooks, the portly and sedate
butler OF the Wallberg's was first
called to the witness stand. His
manner was one OF utter GORDON.
He took the oath indifferently, af-
fected slight yawn when the court
room clerk told him to raise his
right hand.
Philip assumed his role Of the
hard boiled prosecutor. lie ap-
preached Brooks, Your full
name"
Carson Clements Brooks"
Pbilip smiled Some handle. he
continued you're employed at the
Wallberg homer"
Yes" stiffly
"Your work."
"Butler--"
'How long,"
Five Years"
You know the defendant
Brooks looked around ht Made
line and nodded, "Yes SIR"
What was her position in the
house,"
"Maid--personal maid for Mrs.
Wallberg."
She wasn't suppose 10 work in
the other part of the house? Just in
Mrs. Wallbergs apartment"
We'll" Brooks hesitated. "She
sometimes helped Carrie, the other
maid with the sweeping and dust
ing"
what was the defendants atti-
tude towards her work--was she
satisfied"
"Yes sir. as far as know"
what about Mr.. Wallberg. the
deceased, did he ever complain
about the defendant"
mo sir"
''He maintained the same friend
ly relationship with the defendant
as he did towards the other serv-
ants--Did you ever notice any un-
due familiarity between them"
"No sir" but the buffers voice
slow and hesitent.
"Have you any thing 10 add TO
your statement" Philip asked.
well, / did see Madeline 60 into
! the library after working hours"
TELL the court about II, please"
ION the night OF the murder, I
saw Madeline go into the library
"What else?"
Il later heard them quarrel
ing
"Did you hear the reason for the
Quarreling--Y
mo, ! did not"
"How long was the defendant IN
the library?"
Il can't say sir. had my work
to do so l leftT
did you get back 10 the library
later?"
II did, was going over some
Of the household bills and decided
10 consult Mr.. Wallberg on one or
two items"
And so you went back to the
library
Brooks nodded Eyes, sir"