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The lovely head bent still nearer hi desire to put up his hand and touch her shining hair, as she laid her hand on his forehead

"I knoho killed John Barkley," she insisted "I kno and when and why he was killed Please tell me the truth I want to know Why did you confess to a criht his cigar The girl watched hierly

"Ito be mad and not know it That's the funny part about insanity But if I'm not insane, I killed Barkley; if I didn't kill him, I must be insane, for I'm very well convinced that I did Either that, or you are insane I have my suspicions that you are Would a sane person wear puly to the floor

For the first tiloriously It was as if her heart had leaped forth for an instant and had greeted hione "You are a brave man," she said "You are splendid I hate , I should love you I will believe that you killed Barkley You compelto die, that an innocent ht be saved Wasn't that it?"

Kent nodded weakly "That's it I hate to think of it that way, but I guess it's true I confessed because I kneas going to die Otherwise I am quite sure that I should have let the other fellow take my medicine for me You reed quickly "But you are--a different kind of beast I like you If there were a chance, I ht" She held up her two sain

"But not with those," he exclaiht with your eyes O'Connor told rove yesterday"

He had expected that the mention of Inspector Kedsty's name would disturb her It had no effect that he could perceive

"O'Connor was the big, red-faced man with Mr Kedsty?"