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Show ILLUSTRATIONS GY RAY VAL7EB$ Ci-jf' f'KtO'HT, 1909, tY C.W. DILLlNCrtAM COfVAHf1 .r'v rp i I yri 1 jT-- t ;-T-rrr ;' '-TV;" ! I ...I . 23 6YNOPSIS. TTownrd J. n'rley, banker's ron. under the mil inll.ieneo of KoIji rt I'n Icrwoo.l, fellow-stlllli III at Vale, lends a h!e of ciis-Hipalioli. ciis-Hipalioli. niaifi.-s lie- dau'iiter of a gambler gam-bler who died in j,i i.son, and Is disowned tiy his fnl ln-r. lie la out of work and In desperate -si rails. Underwood, who had Oliro been eir-:ai,'ed lo I i e,v: I n 1 ' s ::!ep- inolher. .Mieli. is a t.:i ron ; !v in prosperous prosper-ous eln-iiuislanei-s. T.-iMiii; ndvanta',-' of Ids inlinauy wilii Alicia, he t mcs a nort ol social hic,h w i vmn n. hisroverin his trin.' .haraeli-r. Alicia d.-u'es him the house. 11,- si-nda hoy a no:e i iireatenint; Kiiicide. Ar! (balers for whom he neicil as coinniission -r. demand an :ie'-ountin-. Jlo cannot make t;oed. Howard calls at )ils np.'irl menls In an Inloxiea ted condition condi-tion lo replies! a loan of S'J.Otui to enable liim to ta!-e up n business proposition. " lownrd drinks himself into a maudlin condl I ion, and I'oes lo sleep on a divan. A caller Is announced and Underwood draws a screen around the drunken uleeper. Alicia eulers. She demands a promise from rndrrwood that lie will not take his life. He refuses unless she will renew her pntronnse. This she refuses, iinil takes her leave. Underwood kills himself. 'I'll,, report of Ihe p'.slol avva-Icns avva-Icns TlowarJ. lie linds Underwood dead, lloward is lot mil over lo tie; police, ('apt. Clinton, nolorious for his brutal treatment of prisoners, puis Howard throiiKli Ihe third de!;ree, and finally !,'els mi alleeed corfession from the harassed loan. Annie, lloivard's wile, (hadares her belief in her husband's innocence, and calls on .TelTr'es, Sr. lie refuses to hep unless she will consent to a divorce. To nvc Howard she consents, but wlcn she. finds ihat the eider .Jeffries does not in-1i in-1i nd to stand bv his son. oy;'ept financially, finan-cially, she scorns his holn. Annie apm -a la to JiuKve llrewsler, attorney for .lefi'ro-j Sr., to lake Howard's case. He de-lines. It Is reperled that Annie is from!? on the t-tnu-o. The hnnk'T and his wife call on JuiIl;.' IJrcwsler to find some vav to prevent pre-vent it. Annie aer.iin pleads with Ihvw-slcr Ihvw-slcr to defend Jl.rvnr.!. He cf.ns.-ir. Ahela Is Ki-cally asilated when she learns thai llrewsler has taken the case n'l.l delectiNcs are tnokme- for the ivnimiii who called 011 Underwood the ni-ht o( his death. that revolver he was no longer & conscious con-scious personality. As he himselr said to his wife: 'They said I did it aud I knew I didn't, but alter I looked at that shining pistol I don't know what I said or did everything became a blur and a blank.' Now, I may toll , you, captain, that this: condition fits i in every detail the clinical experience? of nerve specialists and the medical i experiences of the psychologists. Aft- j er five hours' constant cross-qut'stion- i ing while in a semi-dazed condi-ion, you impressed on him your own iceaa I you extracted from him not 'ha j thoughts that were in his own con; I sciousness, but those that were in j yours. Is that the scientific fact, doc- j tor?" "Yes," replied Dr. Bernstein, "the ! optical captivation of Howard Jeffries' Jef-fries' attention makes the whole ctsa complete and clear to the physician." Capt. Clinton laughed loudly. "Optical captivation is good!" Tinning Tinn-ing to his sergeant he asked: "What do you think of that, Maloney?" Sergt. Maloney chuckled. "It's a new one, eh?" "No, captain it's a very old oni!, interrupted the lawyer sternly, "but it's new to us. We're barely on the threshold of the discovery, u certainly cer-tainly explains these other cases, doesn't it?" "I don't know that it does," objected object-ed the captain, shaking his head. "I don't acknowledge " Judge Brewster sat down. Looking the nnlippmnn cnnai'olv in t F "You Have Besmirched Her Character with Stories of Scandal." CHAPTER XVII. Continued. "That's our object, isn't it, Mr. Jeffries Jef-fries to find out?" he said sarcao ' tically. "What's the name of this mysterious mysteri-ous witness?" exclaimed the banker testily. "If ths police havsn't been able to find her why should Howard's wife be able to do so?. There was a report., that she herself was " He paused and added, "Did she tell you who It was?" "No," said the judge dryly, "ste will tell us to-night." The banker bounded in his seat. "You'll see," he cried. "Another fash in the pan. I don't like being mixed up in this matter it's disagreeable disagree-able most disagreeable." Dr. Bernstein puffed a thick cloud of smoke into the air and said quietly: "Yes, sir; it is disagreeable- but unfoi'tiinai ely it is life." Suddenly the door opened and Capt. Clinton appeared, followed by his fidus ' Achates, Detective Sergeant Maloney. lioth men were In plain clothes. The captain's manner was condescendingly Iiolile, the attitude of a man so sure of his own position that he had little respect for the opinion of any one else. With an effort at amiability he Ijrgan : he said slowly and deliberately: "Capt. Clinton, whether you acknowledge ac-knowledge it or not, I can prove that you obtained these confessions by means of hj notic suggestion, and that is a greater crime against society than any the state punishes or pays you to prevent." The captain laughed and shrugged his shoulders. Indifferently he said: "I guess the boys up at Albany can deal with that question." "The boys up at Albany," retorted the lawyer, "know as little about the laws of psychology as you do. This will be dealt with at Washington!" The captain yawned. "I didn't come here to hear aboul that you were going to produce the woman who called on Underwood the night of the murder that was what 1 came here for not to hear my' methods meth-ods criticised where is she?" "One thing at a time," replied the judge. "First, I wanted to show you that we know Howard Jeffries' confession con-fession is untrue. Now we'll take up the other question." Striking a bell on his desk, he added: "This woman can prove that Robert Underwood committed suicide." "She can, eh?" exclaimed the captain cap-tain sarcastically. "Maybe she did it herself. Some one did it, that's sure!" The library door onened ami ths I his chair and pointing his finger at him. he continued: , "You have besmirched her character with stories of scandal. You have linked her name with that of Underwood. Under-wood. The whole country rings with falsities about her. In my opinion, Capt Clinton, your direct object is to destroy the value of any evidence she hiay give in her husband's favor." The chief looked aggrieved. "Why, I haven't said a word." Turning to his sergeant, he asked: "Have I, Maloney?" "But these sensation-mongers have!" cried the judge angrily. "You are the only source from whom they could obtain the information." "But what do I gain?" demanded the captain with affected innocence. "Advertisement promotion," replied re-plied the judge sternly. "These same papers speak of you as the greatest living chief the greatest public official of-ficial oh. you know the political value of that sort of thing as well as I do." Judge Brewster picked up some papers pa-pers from his desk and read from one of them. "Captain, in the case of the Peoplo against Creedon after plying the defendant de-fendant with questions for six hours you obtained a confession from him?" "Yes, he told me he set the place Yes, went on Judge Brewster calmly, "you were instrumental in obtaining ob-taining a confession from him. I'm raising a question as to the truth of that confession." There was a sudden interruption caused by the entrance of the butler, who appi oached his master and whispered whis-pered something to him. Aloud the judge said: "Ask her to wait till we are ready." The servant retired and Capt. Clinton Clin-ton turned to the judge. With mock deference, he said: "Say, Mr. Brewster, you're a great constitutional lawyer the greatest in this country and 1 take off my hat to you, but I den't think criminal law Is in your line." Judge Brewster pursed his lips and his eyes flashed as he retorted quickly: "I don't think it's constitutional to take a man's mind away from him and substitute your own, Capt. Clinton." Clin-ton." "What do you mean?" demanded the chief. "I mean that instead of bringing out of this man his own true thoughts of innocence, you have forced into his consciousness your own false thoughts of his guilt." The judge spoke slowly and delib- uui your message, judge came as soon as I could. Excuse my bringing the sergeant with me. Sit over there, Maloney." Half apologetically, he lidded "He keeps his eyes open and his mouth shut, so he won't interfere. How do, doctor?" Maloney took a position at the far end of the room, while Dr. Bernstein introduced the captain to Mr. Jeffries. Jef-fries. "Yes, I know the gentleman. How do. sir?" The banker nodded stiffly. He did not relish having to hobnob in this way with such a vulgarian as a grafting graft-ing police captain. Capt. Clinton turned to Judge Brewster. "Now, judge, explode your bomb! But I warn you I've made up my mind." "I've made up my mind, too," retorted re-torted the judge, "so at least we start even." . "Yes," growled the other. "As I stated in my letter, captain," went on the judge coolly, "I don't want to use your own methods in this matter. mat-ter. I don't want to spread reports about you, or accuse you in the papers. pa-pers. That's why I asked you to come over and discuss the matter informally with me. I want to give you a chance to change your attitude." ' "Don't want ar.y chance." growled erately, making each word tell. The police bully squirmed uneasily on his chair. "I don't follow you, judge. Better stick to international law. This police court work is beneath you." "Perhaps it is," replied the lawyer quickly without losing his temper. Then he asked: "Captain, will you answer an-swer a few questions?" "It all depends," replied the other insolently. , "If you don't," cried the judge sharply, sharp-ly, "I'll ask them through the medium me-dium of your own weapon the press. Only my press will not consist of the one or two yellow journals you inspire, in-spire, hut the independent, dignified press of the United States." The captain reddened. "I don't like the insinuation, judge.'' "I don't insinuate, Capt. Clinton," went on the lawyer severely, "I accuse you of giving an untruthful version of this matter to two sensational newspapers news-papers in this city. These scurrilous sheets have tried this young man In-their In-their columns and found him guilty, thus prejudicing the whole community against him before he comes to trial. In no other country In the civilized world would this be tolerated, except in a country overburdened with freedom." on fire." "Exactly but it afterward developed de-veloped that he was never near the place." "Well, he told me." "Yes. He told you, but it turned, out that he was mistaken." "Yes," admitted the captain reluctantly. reluc-tantly. Judge Brewster again consulted th papers in his hand. "You're quite right, captain my mistake it was homicide, but It was an untrue confession." "Yes." "It was the same ' thing in the Callahan Cal-lahan case," went on the judge, picking pick-ing up another document. "In the case of the People against Tuthill and Cosgrove Tuthill confessed and died In prison and Cosgrove afterward acknowledged ac-knowledged that he and not Tuthill was the guilty man." "Well," growled the captain, "mistakes "mis-takes sometimes happen." Judge Brewster stopped and laid down his eyeglasses. "Ah, that is precisely the point of view we take in this matter! Now, captain, in the present case, on the night of the confession did you show young Mr. Jeffries th. pistol with which he was suppose to have shot 'Robert Underwood?"'' butler entered "Yes, some one did it!" retorted the judge; "we agree there!" To the servant he said: "Ask Mrs. Jeffries, Jr., to come here." The servant left the room and the captain turned to the judge with a laugh: "Is she the one? Ha! ha! that's . easy ' The judge nodded. "She has promised to produce tha missing witness to-night." "She has, eh?" exclaimed the cap-tin. cap-tin. Rising quickly from his chair, he crossed the room and talked in an undertone with his sergeant. Thla new turn in the case seemed to interest inter-est him. Meantime Mr. Jtffrles, who had followed every phase of the questioning ques-tioning with close attention, left his seat and went over to Judge Brewster. "Is it possible," he exclaimed, "is tt possible that Underwood shot himself? him-self? 1 never dreamed of doubting Howard's confession!" More cordially he went on: "Brewster, if this la true, I owe you a debt of gratitude you've done splendid work I I'm afraid I've been just a trifle obstinate." "Just a trifle," said the judge dryly. Sergeant Maloney took his hat, "Hurry up!" said the captain, "vou the policeman. "Y'ou mean," said the judge, peering nt b's vis a vis over his spectacles, "that you don't want to change your attitude." Capt. Clinton settled himself more firmly In his chair, as if getting ready for hostilities. Defiantly he replied: "That's about what I mean, I sup-.. sup-.. pose. "In other words," went on Judge Brewster calmly, "you have found this this boy guilty and you refuse to consider evidence which may tend to prove otherwise." " 'Tain't my business to consider evidence," ev-idence," snapped the chief. "That'g up to the prosecuting attorney." "It will be," replied the lawyei sharply, "but at present it's up to you." "Me?" exclaimed the other In genuine genu-ine surprise Capt. Clinton laughed boisterously. "The early bird catches the worm," he grinned. "They asked me- for Information In-formation and got it." Judge Brewster went on: "Y'ou have so prejudiced the community com-munity against him that there ts scarcely a man who doesn't believe him guilty. If this matter ever comes to trial how can we pick an unprejudiced unpreju-diced Jury? Added to this foul injustice injus-tice you have branded this young pian's wife with every stigma that can be put on womanhood. You have hinted hint-ed that she is the mysterious female who visited Underwood on the night of the shooting and openly suggested that she is the cause of the crime." "Well, It's just -ossible," said the policeman with effrontery. Judge Brewster was fast losing Ills' mper The man's insolent demean-! demean-! or was intolerable Half rising from iapi. unnion screwed up nis eyes as if thinking hard. Then, turning to his sergeant, he said: "Yes. I think 1 did. Didn't I, Maloney?" Ma-loney?" ' 1 "Your word Is sufficient," said the judge quickly. "Did you hold it up?" "Think 1. did." "Do you know If there was a light shining oh. it?" askeJ the judge quickly. "Don't know might have been," replied re-plied the chief carelessly. "Were there electric lights on the wall?" "Yes." "What difference does that make?" demanded the policeman. "Quite a little," replied the judge quietly. "The barrel of the revolver was bright shining steel. From the moment that Howard Jeffries' eyes rested on tha shining steel barrel f can telephone from the corner drua store." "All right, cap." Dr. Bernstein also rose to depart. "1 must go, Mr. Brewster; 1 hav an appointment at the hospital" The judge grasped his hand warmly. "Thank you, doctor!" he exclaimed: "I don't know what 1 should hav done without you." "Thank you, sir!" chimed in tha banker; "1 am greatly indebted to you." "Don't mentiun it," replied the psychologist almost ironically. He went out and the bankt.- impatiently im-patiently took out his watch. "It's getting late!" he exclaimed; "where is this girl. I havo no faith in her promises!" As he spoke the library door opened and Annie appeared. (TO BE CONTXNUEDJ |