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"I think he intended to accuse Woods of dishonesty," I replied. "Mrs. Felderson knew the purpose of the meeting, did she not?" "I couldn't say." Kirkpatrick turned to the jury. "Has the jury any questions they wish to ask?" I seized my opportunity. "I would like to say a few words with the permission of the jury."
We went at once to the car, and as there were four of us, we were able to lift the automobile sufficiently to get Mr. Felderson from under it. We knew that the woman was still living, but none of us was doctor enough to tell whether Mr. Felderson was alive or not. We carried them quickly to our car and hurried to St.
"That doesn't explain the holes in the back of the car," I objected, fearing that they would again go back to the theory that Helen was responsible. "The holes in the foot-board seem to me positive proof that the shots were fired from above," Simpson argued. "Are there any buildings or trees along that road where the murderer might have stationed himself and waited for Felderson to come along?"
"No," I answered, "I am Warren Thompson, brother-in-law of Mr. Felderson, who had the accident. How did it happen, do you know, Sergeant?" "It was the fault of the bridge again, sir. I've told the chief that something ought to be done. This is the third accident in six months. We've been trying to find the other car." "What other car?" I asked. "The car that made Mr.
"Did this man Woods make love to Mrs. Felderson?" "I couldn't say. He was very attentive to her." "Did Mrs. Felderson ask her husband to divorce her?" "Yes," I replied. "And Mr. Felderson refused?" "No. Mr. Felderson consented." "You are sure of that?" he demanded. "Yes. I was present when he said he would give her a divorce." "Was Woods there at the time?" "Yes."
I ran out to the car and drove through the dark wet streets regardless of speed laws. From out the gray gloom, the heavy bulk and lighted windows of St. Mary's loomed just ahead. I ran up the steps and went at once to the office. Three nurses were standing there talking. "Can you tell me where they have taken Mr. and Mrs. Felderson?" "Were they the people in the automobile accident?"
"That's all poppy-cock. I've taken that bridge at full speed a hundred times without a jar." "It's immaterial anyway," he snapped, frowning at me. "You can't make any fool mystery out of it. The point is that Mr. Felderson put on his brakes rapidly, perhaps for a dog or a rabbit, and skidded into the ditch." "It's not immaterial!" I burst out angrily.
I was late getting down to the office the next morning, for I had gone back to Jim's and talked till all hours. It seemed that my instructions to Wicks, to tell Annie to stay with Helen, had been taken quite literally by that estimable pair, for when Helen had told the girl to leave she had refused, saying that Mr. Felderson had ordered her to stay. That was what had precipitated the quarrel.
Felderson, she used the words: 'I could kill him, referring to her husband. Did you hear her use those words?" "I don't think she realized what she was saying." "I did not ask for your opinions. Did you hear her say she could kill him or that she would like to kill him?" "Yes." The attorney seemed satisfied and I noticed the foreman of the jury lean back in his chair. "Now, Mr.
"Was this discovery of such a nature as to cause Mr. Felderson to refuse a divorce?" "It was!" I answered. "Can you tell the jury what this discovery was?" "No, I can not." "Did Mr. Woods know that Mr. Felderson had made this discovery?" "I think he did." "Aren't you certain?" "No." "This is important, Mr. Thompson. Will you tell the jury why you think Mr. Woods knew of Mr. Felderson's discovery?"
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