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CHAPTER Vl—Continued —l3— “Pat—" he began, still standing. “I’ve stumbled on something." "So I gathered," she observed "And I assume that it has do with your pet murder.” "It has to do with your father." She smiled. “I suppose you’ve discovered that be killed Kelly." "I've discovered that he called on Kelly that night." “Wonderful!" Pat mocked. "Who told you that?” "The taxi-man who drove him down town." Barry related his adventure with the errant medico. Pat listened almost Indifferently. “It was sheer chance," Barry concluded. “1 hadn't any idea of implicating jour father. But now he is implicated. You must see that* “I don't—unless you insist on dragging him into IL" “I insist on nothing Pat —except clearing an Innocent man.” “At the expense of one equally innocent?" “What does your father stand to lose by telling the truth? We know now that Kelly was alive when Roger* left the bouse. I’m just as sure that he was alive when the Judge left. But be must have been killed soon afterward. We've got to find out who killed him." “WhyF “Because now we’ve two men to ctoar." “If my father saw Kelly after the boy left—•” "That clear* Rogers." “And puts it up to my father." "Your father didn't kill Kelly," Barry said. "1 know that, and 1 know why be went to that bouse.” "Really?" “He went to protest against filing that Jefferson street decision." "And then filed IL" “He had to. The pressure was too strong for him. He’d been struggling against It for weeks. In politics, even honest men have to listen to reason sometimes. Your father had to." "How Interesting!" “In spite of the-hullabaloo, he wrote the decision. And, that day, came the bitterest onslaught of alt The Globe made a direct accusation. Your father was frantic. Just before midnight, he telephoned Kelly from the tobacconist's shop, and went straight to Sixteenth street. "He told Kelly this verdict would ruin him. Might ruin everybody. For more than an hour, he plead and argued. No use. Kelly was adamant. Your father gave up at two o’clock, left Kelly—alive—and filed bis de cislon next morning, before anyone knew that Kelly was no longer alive. That's the truth, isn’t ItF “So plausible that telling it publicly would probably end my father’s career." “And soF “And so I think we’d better forget it" “You mean that, to continue your father’s career, you’d let this boy go to the gallowsF "Os course, 1 don’t." She turned to him, the hardness gone out of her voice. “There's no chance of that, and you know It" “There* always a chance." "We’ll face that when we come to It" “We’ve got to face it now, Pat" "WhyF she plead. And then, passionately: “What right have you to demand that we do anything? 100 don’t even know this boy." “1 do." “Since last—" “And you know him. He's the real John Clarke Ridder." That gave her pause. “Whoever he is, he’s got a wife and a baby. I can't risk bis Ufa to save you, or myself." “If he’s convicted—" Pat began. “I won't have him go through that If the Judge doesn't tell the truth now, I wilt” Pat’s mouth became a straight, hard line "And who’ll believe youF she asked. “1 can prove—” "Who’ll take the word of a bribed taxi-driver and a branded advaaCurerF “Listen, Pat—” “You listen. I’ve warned you to stop prying into our affairs. You went right on. And now you—the scum of the earth—” She was losing her bead. “Now you come Into my house with a story vilifying my father and threaten to tell it If we don't My reply to that Is: Go ahead I And, aa hour after you do, you’ll be arrested for robbing the malls!" They ood facing each other. "That letter you opened before Willetts—the letter with the hundred dollar bill — that wasn’t addressed to Barry Gilbert, was ItF "No." Pat crossed the room. Tm sorry," she said, “but you asked for It." “I did, but I can't take your answer. I can’t because—God help me, Pat—Tm In tore with you." She gave no sign of bearing. *Tm an adventurer," he went on, "and you're a lady. The rosiest I ever met. Hut’s why you can’t do this." No answer. •I couldn’t" Barry continued, “and Tm a fete gentlemaa. I wanted to. I wanted to drop the whole business I told WBlatts that after you’d warned me last Friday. And Willetts said, That isn’t done. A gentleman's got Oa luul a tradition stronger than wo are." Pat turned, at last. “This to funny," she said. Too—"

Uke to behave like a loafer, and I can’t Tm willing to go to jail to save this boy—and I’m the scum of the earth. You’re a lady. How about youF “If It were only me—" she broke. "Your father’s a gentleman. How about bimF Before she could reply, the double doors opened. Judge Hambidge was standing there —erect and soldler-like. “Mr. Gilbert’s right Pat.* be said. “I release you from your promise to me. I can’t go through with It I’m too tired, and full of self-loathing." He turned squarely to Barry. “You’re right about everything. About my going to Kelly that night and the reason I went He let me in himself. We quarreled violently. So violently that be took a revolver out of hl* desk drawer and kept it in his band. Then I walked out of the house. But you were wrong about Just one thing, Mr. Gilbert. I left the house at two o’clock, but when I left it Kelly wasn’t alive." CHAPTER VII They were a curiously inert little group for a minute or two after the revelation. It was like a play, Barry thought; curtain down on a climax, and the actor* relaxing until it should rise again for the next scene. After a time, Barry crossed the room to the pair. Pat turned on him. “Welt now you know," she said. "You know about us, but remember we know about you, too.” She was herself again; bard and defiant Ignoring her, for the moment, Barry asked the Judge, “Do you want to tell me what happened F “I wrote my opinion In the Jefferson street proceedings, and then, again as you say, I couldn't go through with It I'd never done a crooked thing in my life. I don’t know bow I ever lEwWfo iw Wii “It’s Not a Criminal’s Crime, Either," Barry Answered. made that speech at the Astor. The instant It was finished, I telephoned Kelly. ’You’d better come down and talk It over,’ he said. “Os course, it would have been fatal for anyone to learn of that meeting. That's why 1 got out of the taxi at Twenty-third street As I told you, Kelly admitted me himself. He was drunk, and in a bad temper. ‘What's the matter with youF he asked, when we’d gone into the drawing room. 'White-livered? Here; take a drink, and forget it’ “There was a bottle on the table, and two glasses. Both of ’em had been used, but be half-filled them, and gave me one. I needed it but I can't drink Scotch —never could. 1 told Kelly so, and he biased out at me. ’You’re too good to drink with me —ls that itF “‘No,’ I answered: that’s not It But I can’t hand down that decision. 1 simply can't Mr. Kelly. It’s rotten, and everyone knows it I've got the cursed thing In my pocket and—’ “’And I’ve got something In my pocket’ be shouted—" "Father!" Pat intervened. “For over an hour, I plead and argued. And Kelly kept drinking, and getting uglier. He was a big man, with a bull neck, and huge bands. At last be said. 'Shut your damned mouth, and get out of here!’ “I said, 'l’m not going.’ "‘Not be sneered, and got up from his chair. He stumbled across the room to a great old-fashioned desk, and got a revolver. 'Now, beat It’ be yelled, **nd damned quick!' “•AB right’ I said, *but I won’t file that decision.' "I walked the hall, and Kelly stood, leaning against the door, with the pistol in bis band, so furious that I half expected him to shoot before 1 could get my hat Too think you can scare me.’ he shouted. ’You and The Globe. You think you got something on me. Witnesses. Squealers. Well, I know how to take care of them, by God! Beat It! And, If that decision ain’t filed by noon today, ni— ’* Again, Pat said. “Father!" "I know,” Hambidge interrupted himself. Pat’s admonition bad come just In time, Barry thought The Judge had risen, tense, and so excited that he seemed on the verge of collapse. •And that was that” Barry calmed “Not quite," Judge Hambidge eonthe ttep»-the stone atepA 1 mean-I stood think-

ing. If I left that way, there was no telling what Kelly might do. Tve got to go through,’ I thought Tt’s ruin either way, but if I obey orders, ruin only for me. I'd better give in.’ I couldn’t make up my mind, though. I kept looking back, half decided. And, suddenly, a queer thing happened. The front door swung open." The Judge mopped his hands again. “I’d shut it carefully," be resumed, “but there it was, wide, almost like an Invitation. I walked into the halt The glass doors to the drawing room were closed, but I could see the light through them. When I put my band on the knob, the lights went out. I turned the knob, and pushed, but the door wouldn’t open. Not latched — it was as If someone was holding It •Kelly,’ I thought ‘He won't let me in. I’ve got to act quick now.’ Almost in a daxe, I wandered up to the avenue. At nine o’clock. I gave the decision to my clerk, and told him to file It immediately. A few hour* later, I learned that Kelly was dead. The papers said his body was found stretched across that door to the ball. I knew then it was there when I left the bouse, and that was why 1 couldn’t open the door." Pat said, “Are you satisfied F “Are youF Barry asked. “Or would you rather that I tried to find who killed Kelly r “What does it matter—" Pat began, hotly. “I think Mr. Gilbert’s answered that question,” the Judge interrupted. “We’ve got to clear young Ridder. At any cost, Pat, we've got to clear him.” “Mr. Gilbert’s our friend,” her father went on. “He says so, and 1 believe him.” “What do you want to know, Mr. Gilbert r “How long did you stand at the foot of the steps before that door swung openF “Five minutes. Maybe, a little more.” "Do you think someone opened It? Someone who, then, went in to Kelly r "You mean, the mordererF’ Barry nodded. "No. That’s the last thing he would have done. The door probably didn’t latch when I closed it.” “While you were in the bouse, did you see anyone but Kelly?” “No. We were shut in together." “Did you hear anyoneF’ “Since you mention it, once I did think I heard the front door close. 1 may have imagined it, but now 1 remember Kelly asked, ‘Who’s that in the hallF It was about half an hour after we went into the drawing room, and I looked out, but there ’ wasn’t anyone." “He—or she—may have gone Into the dining room.” Barry said. “Whoever killed Kelly came out of the dining room; I’m certain of that* “WhyF “Because the drink Kelly offered you was Scotch whiskey. Was there anything else in the room?” “If there had been, I’d’ve asked for IL” "Exactly. And the weapon that crushed Kelly’s skull was a cutgiass decanter containing rye whiskey. “In the five minutes you were standing on the pavement,” Barry reasoned, “someone came out of that dining room, with that decanter, and struck Kelly. There was no time for a quarrel. That man — or that woman — knew what he—or she —was going to do." “Why do you say ‘she’F’ Pat asked. “This wasn't a woman’s crime.” -It’s not a criminal’s crime, either,” Barry answered. “A criminal would have brought the weapon, and it wouldn’t’ve been a cut-glass decanter. A criminal might have worn gloves, to prevent leaving finger-prints. But since this wasn’t a criminal, the fact that there were no finger prints suggests that the murderer just happened to be wearing gloves.” “AndF Pat Inquired, tensely. "And men don't often wear glove* on a warm night Women do. It was a warm night" “It was very warm.” the Judge raid. “You are a shrewd young man.” the girl gibed at him. “But your assumptions are ridiculous. Gloves! Anyone might have worn ’em. Anyone might remember the risk of leaving fingerprints, and wipe them off a bottle with a handkerchief. Anyone might’ve come In through an unlatched door —any time after my father left." “But” Barry objected. “Kelly was dead then." “How do you know that? How do we know my father wasn’t right when be thought Kelly was keeping him out? All your conjectures lead nowhere. Mr. Gilbert. The only discovery you’ve made 1* that father saw Kelly after young Ridder did. And, aa I told you, that’s merely Implicating one innocent man Instead of another" "And you—” “Naturally, it’s the second Innocent man I care about Especially since his Innocence—of murder—wouldn’t keep your disclosures from disgracing him.” (TO BE CONTINUED) Haggis Is Not Scotch Haggis I* generally regarded as a delicacy only among the Scots. Most Englishmen have but a vague Idea what the fearsome thing is, yet In the Middle Ages It figured largely in toe dietary of the workers, say* Tit-Bits Magazine. 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