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Show 0 rf-'V ",-' -i' i") i ik.jii it. t . . . ... si i , BY DOROTHY EIIL NEW YORK, May 4. -The real duel In the Kan Patterson case tbe ifluel . that drew blood, and beside which the wordy , squabbles of the lawyers over the admission admis-sion of evidence were mere harmless sparring, spar-ring, took place when Mrs. Caesar Toung was called to the witness stand. As she took her place in the chair, her eyes and those of Nan Patterson met In one long, searching look, full "of deadly hate that was as hard as the clash-of steel on steel. - - . Then Mrs. Young turned her gas upon Mr. Hand, and, with superb scorn never once looked In Nan's direction again; but Nan's eyes never wavered from Mrs. Young's face, and In hei own was the triumphant exultation that a man's mistress mis-tress always feels toward his wife. - - Mrs. Young Is Infinitely better looking, more Intelligent, more attractive In every way than the little chorus girl. Mrs. Young was handsomely dressed in black, with a toque-shaped bonnet, made of quills of crepe, from which depended . widow's veil. She told of her marriage to Caesar Young, and or tbelr life together, when she followed him from race track to race track about' the country, of her being Young's business partner-as well as bis wife. She said she first knew of her husband's liaison with Nan Patterson In January, l&uB, and that after - that there wers strained relations between hire and her until the days just before the tragedy, when he convinced her that he had broken off all friendship with Nan. She told how she persuaded Caesar to go to Europe. - It was the old. old story of the duel between be-tween two women over a man. and as Nan listened she smiled, for she had won. After swearing to his wife that he bad broken with her he came back. |