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Show Howasd, and he's ,'.:. to !!. ni him.'1 Alicia looked at lier anxiously as if trying to read what might be in her mind. Indifferently she went on: "The papers say there was a quarrel quar-rel about you, that you and Mr. Underwood Un-derwood were too friendly. They implied im-plied that Howard was jealous. Is this true?" "It's all talk," cried Annie indignantly indig-nantly "nothing but scandal lies! There's not a word of truth in it. Howard never had a jealous thought of me and as for me why I've always al-ways worshiped the ground he walked on. Didn't he sacrifice everything for my sake? Didn't he quarrel with his father fur me? Didn't he marry me7 Didn't he try to educate and make 8 lady of me? My God! do you sup pose I'd give a man like that cause tor jealousy? What do the newspa pers care? They print cruel state merits that cut into a woman's heart without giving it a thought, without knowing or caring whether it's true or not, as long as it interests anc amuses their readers. You you don't really believe I'm the cause of hU misfortunes, do you?". Alicia shook her head as she an swered kindly: "No, I don't. Believe me, I don't You were right when you said that at such a time as this one woman should stand by another. I'm going to stanc by you. Let me be your friend, let me help you." Extending her hand she said: "Will you?" Annie grasped the proffered hand It was the first that had been held out to her in her present trouble. A lump rose in her throat. Much affected, af-fected, she said: "It's the first kind word that " She stopped and looked closely for a moment mo-ment at Alicia. Then she went on:, "It's the queerest thing, Mrs. Jeffries, Jeff-ries, but it keeps coming into my mind. Howard told me that while he was at Underwood's that dreadful "I don't see why I should. It's my name and we're relatives by marriage." mar-riage." There wad an ironical ring in her voice as she went on: "Relatives! "Rela-tives! It seems funny, doesn't it, but we don't pick and choose our reVi tives. We must take them as they come." Alicia made an effort to appear conciliatory. con-ciliatory. "As we are what we are let's try to make the best of it." "Make the best of it?" echoed Annie. An-nie. "God knows I'm willing, but I've had mighty little encouragement, Mrs. Jeffries. When I called to see you the other day, to beg you to use your influence with Mr. Jeffries, 'not at home' was handed to me by the liveried footman and the door was slammed in my face. Ten minutes later you walked out to your carriage and were driven away." "I knew nothing of this believe me," murmured Alicia apologetically. "It's what I got just the same," said the other dryly. Quickly she went on: "But I'm not complaining, understand I'm not complaining. Onlfy 1 did' think that at such a time one woman might have held out a helping hand to another." Alicia held up her hand protest-ingly. protest-ingly. "How could I?" she exclaimed. "Now, be reasonable. You are held responsible for Howard's present position." po-sition." "Yes by the police," retorted Annie An-nie grimly, "and by a couple of yellow journals. I didn't think you'd believe all the gossip and scandal that's been printed about me. didn't believe what was said about you." Alicia started and changed color. "What do you mean?" she exclaimed haughtily. "What was said about me?" "Well, it has been said that you married old Jeffries for his money and his social position." "'Old Jeffries!'" protested Alicia indignantly. "Have you no respect for your husband's father?" "Not a particle," answered the oth- ' ' ' "1 Believed Howard Guilty. Why Shouldn't I?" CftA&LES KLEIN Y w AND V ARTHUR HORNBLOW Y ILLUSTRATIONS BY RAY WLTEK$ .COPYRIGHT, 1909, Br O.W. DILLINGHAM COMPANY mgnt he thought he heard your voice. It must have been a dream, of course, yet he thought he was sure of it. Your voice that's queer, isn't it? Why what's the matter?" Alicia had grown deathly pale and staggered against a chair. Annie ran to her aid, thinking she was ill. "It's nothing nothing!" stammered stam-mered Alicia, recovering herself. Fearing she had said something to hurt her feelings, Annie said sympathetically: sympa-thetically: "I' haven't' said anything anything out of the way have I? If I have I'm sorry awfully sorry. I'm afraid I I've been very rude and you've been so kind!" "No, no!" interrupted Alicia quickly. quick-ly. "You've said nothings done nothing noth-ing you've bad a great deal to bear a great deal to bear. I understand that perfectly."' Taking her compan- er coolly, "and I never will have till he acts like a father. I only had one interview with him and it finished him with me for all time. H-a ain't a father he's a fish." "A fish!" exclaimed Alicia, scandalized scandal-ized at such lese majeste. Anniewent on recklessly: "Yes a cold-blooded " '"But surely," interrupted Alicia, "you respect his position his " "No, m'm; I respect a man because he behaves like a man, not because he lives in a marble palace on Riverside River-side drive." Alicia looked pained. This girl was certainly impossible. "But, surely," she said, "you realized real-ized that when you married Howard you you made a mistake to say the least?" SYNOPSIS. -Howard Jeffries, - banker's son, under .the evil influence of Robert Underwood, fellow-student at Yale, leads a life of dissipation, dis-sipation, marries the daughter of a gam- 1.1,-..- .J, J ,3 tr, iortTimcl "Mr. Jones," said the lawyer quickly, quick-ly, "get a stenographic report of the case of the People against Howard Jeffries, Jr.; get the coroner's inquest, the grand jury indictment, and get a ion's hand in" hers, she went on: "Tell me, what do they say about the woman who went to. see Robert Underwood Un-derwood the night of the tragedy?" "The police can't find her we don't know who . she is." Confidently., she went on: "But Judge Brewster will find her. We have a dozen detectives searching for her. Gapt. Clinton ac-' cused me of being the woman you know he doesn't like me." The banker's wife was far too busy thinking of the number of detectives employed to find' the missing, witness to pay attention, to the concluding sentence. Anxiously she demanded: "Supposing the woman, is found what can she prove? Whal difference will it make?" "All the difference in the world," replied re-plied Annie. "She is a most im portant witness." Firmly she went on: "She must be found. If she didn'1 shoot Robert Underwood, she know.1 who did." - "But how can she know?" arguec Alicia. "Howard confessed that h did it himself. If he had not con i'essed It would be different. " "He did not conless," replied th other calmly. "Mrs. Jeffries h never confessed. If he did. he didn'' knov what he was saying." Alicia was rapidly losing her self possession. "Did he tell you that?" she (gasped Annie nodded. "Yes. . Dr. Bernstein says the po lice forced it out of his tired brain I made Howard go over every second of his' life that, night from the thus he lelt nte to the moment he was ar' rested: There wasn't a harsh worr between thpin " She stnnned short by his father. He is out oS work and in .desperate straits. Underwood, who had-once had-once been engaged to Howard's stepmother, step-mother, Alicia, is apparently in prosperous prosper-ous circumstances. Taking advantage of his Intimacy with Alicia, he becomes a . sort of social highwayman. Discovering : his true character. Alicia denies him the house. He sends her a note threatening eulcide. Art dealers for whom he acted as commissioner, demand an accounting. He cannot make good. Howard calls at -his apartments In an intoxicated condition condi-tion to request a loan of $2,000 to enable 'him to take up a business proposition. Howard drinks himself into a maudlin .condition, and goes to sleep on a divan. A caller is announced and Underwood' draws a screen around the drunken sleeper. Alicia enters. She demands a promise from Underwood that he will not take his life. He refuses unless she will renew her patronage. This she refuses, and takes her leave. Underwood kills himself. The report of the pistol awakens awa-kens Howard, lie finds Underwood dead. Howard is turned over to the police. Capt. Clinton, notorious for his brutal treatment of prisoners, puts Howard through the third degree, and finally gets alleged confession from the harassed -man. Annie. Howard's wife, declares her belief in her husband's innocence, and .calls on Jeffries, Sr. He refuses to help unless she will consent to a divorce. To .cave Howard she consents, but when she "finds that the elder Jeffries does not intend in-tend to stand by his son, except financially, finan-cially, she scorns his help. Annie appeals to Judge Brewster, attorney for Jeffries. ;Sr., to take Howard's, ease. He declines. It is reported that Annie is going on the ptage. The banker and his wife call on Judge Brewster to find some way' to prevent pre-vent it. Annie again pleads with Brew-pter Brew-pter to defend Howard. CHAPTER XV. Continued. "You're not afraid to help him," she said. "I know that you just said so." Judge Brewster raised his fist and brought it down on the desk with a bang which raised in a cloud the accumulated ac-cumulated dust of weeks. His face .set and determined, he said: "You're Quite rieht! I'm going to copy or tne jennes contession get everything right away!" The clerk looked inquiringly, first at Annie and then at his employer. Then respectfully he asked:. "Do we, sir?" "We do," said the lawyer laconically. laconic-ally. CHAPTER XVI. "Now, my dear young woman," said Judge Brewster, when the astonished head clerk had withdrawn, "if we are going to get your husband free we must get to work, and you must help me." His visitor looked up eagerly. "I'll do anything in my power," she said quickly. "What can I do?" "Well first of all," said the lawyer with some hesitation, "I - want you to see a certain lady and to be exceedingly ex-ceedingly nice to her." "Lady?" echoed Annie, surprised. "What lady?" "Mrs. Howard Jeffries, Sr.," he replied re-plied slowly. "Howard's' stepmother!" she ejaculated. ejacu-lated. A clerk entered and handed his employer em-ployer a card. The lawyer nodded and said in an undertone: "Show her in." Turning round again, he went on: "Yes Howard's stepmother. She's out there now. She wants to see you. She wishes to be of service to you. Now, you must conciliate her. She may be of great use to us." Annie's face expressed considerable doubt. "Perhaps so," she said, "but the door was slammed iu mv face when 1 "Yes, that part of it has been made pretty plain. It was a mistake his mistake my mistake. But now it's done and it can't be undone. I don't see why you can't take it as it is and and " She stopped short and Alicia completed com-pleted the sentence for her: " and welcome you into our family" fam-ily" "Welcome me? No, ma'am. I'm not welcome and nothing you or your set could say would ever make me believe be-lieve that I was welcome. All I ask is that Howard's father do his duty by his son." "I do not think pardon my saying so," interrupted Alicia stiffly, "that you are quite in a position to judge of what constitutes Mr. Jeffries' duty to. his son." "Perhaps not. I only know what I would do what my father would have done what any one would do if they had a spark of humanity in them. But they do say that after three generations gen-erations of society life red blood turns into blue." Alicia turned to look out of the window. win-dow. Her face still averted she said: "What is there to do? Howard has acknowledged his guilt. What sac-fices sac-fices we may make will be thrown away." Annie eyed her companion with contempt? con-tempt? Her voice quivering .with indignation, in-dignation, she burst out: "What is there to do! Try and save him, of course. Must we sit and do nothing because things look black? Ah! I wasn't brought up that way. No, ma'am, I'm going to make a fip-ht ' " and looked with alarm at Alicia, whe had turned ashen white. "Why what's the '. tatter? You're pale aj death you ' Alicia could ontain herself no longer. long-er. Her nerves were, on the point of giving way. She .''It that if she could not confide her secret to some one she must go mad. Pacing the floor, she cried: "What am I to do? What am I tn do? I believed Howard guilty. Why shouldn't I? 1 had no reason to doubt his own confession! Every one believed be-lieved it his own father included, j Why should 1 doubt, it. But I see it I all now! Underwood must have shot j himself as he said he would!" Annie started. What did Mrs. Jeffries Jef-fries mean? Did she realize the tremendous tre-mendous significance of the words she was uttering? "As he said he would?" she repeated repeat-ed slowly. "Yes." said Alicia weakly. Annie bounded forward and grasped j her companion's arm. Her face flushed, almost unable to speak from suppressed emotion, she cried: (TO BE CONTINUED.) .take your case!" Annie felt herself giving way. It was more than she could stand. For victory to be hers when only a moment mo-ment before defeat seemed certain was too much for her nerves. All she could gasp was: "Oh. judge!" The lawyer adjusted his eyeglasses, Jjlew his nose with suspicious energy, and took up a pen. "Now don't pretend to be surprised n-you knew I would. And please don't thank me. I hate to be thanked for doing wtiflt I want to do. If I didn't want to do it, I wouldn't " Through her tears she murmured: "I'd like to say 'thank you." " "Well, please don't," he snapped. Put she persisted. Tenderly, she paid: . "May I say you're the dearest, kindest kind-est " Judge Brewster shook his head. "No no nothing of .the kind." y "Most gracious noble-hearted courageous." she went on. The judge struck the table another formidable blow. "Mrs. Jeffries!" he exclaimed. She turned away her head to hide her feelings. "Oh, howv I'd like to have a good cry," she murmured. "If Howard only knew!" Judge Brewster touched an electric button, tr.id his head clerk entered. i called to see her." "That's nothing," answered the judge. "She probably knows nothing about it. In any case, please remember remem-ber that she is my client " She bowed her head and murmured obediently: "I'll remember." The door of the office opened and Alicia entered. She stopped short on seeing who was there, and an awkward awk-ward pause followed. Judge Brewster introduced them. "Mrs. Jeffries, may I present Mrs. Howard, Jr.?" Alicia bowed stiflfi and somewhat haughtily. Annie remained self-possessed and on the defensive. Addressing Address-ing the banker's wife, the lawyer said: "I told Mrs. Howard that you wished to speak to her." After a pause he added: "I think, perhaps, I'll leave you together. Excuse me." He left the office and there was another an-other embarrassing silence. Annie waited for Mrs. Jeffries to begin. Her attitude suggested that she expected something unpleasant and was fully prepared for it. At last Alicia broke the silence: "You may think it strange that I have asked for this interview," she began, "but you know, Annie " Interrupting In-terrupting herself, she asked: "You don't mind my calling you Annie, do you?" The young woman smiled. i "It's useless." murmured Alicia, shaking her head. "Judge Brewster doesn't think so," replied the other calmly. The banker's wife gave a start of surprise. Quickly she demanded: "You mean that Judge Brewster has encouraged you to to " "He's done more than encourage me God bless him! he's going to take up the case." Alicia was so thunderstruck that for a moment she could find no answer. "What!" she exclaimed, "without consulting Mr. Jeffries?" She put her handkerchief to her face to conceal her agitation. Could it be possible that the judge was going go-ing to act, after all, in defiance of her husband's wishes? If that were true, what would become of her? Concealment Conceal-ment would be no longer possible. Discovery of her clandestine visit to Underwood's apartment that fatal night must come Howard might still be the murderer. Underwood might not have committed suicide, but her visit to his rooms at midnight would become known. Judge Brewster was not the man to be deterred by difficulties diffi-culties once he took up a case. He would see the importance of finding the mysterious woman who went secretly se-cretly to Underwood's rooms that night of the tragedy. "He consulted only his own feelings." feel-ings." went on Annie. "He believes in |