“Yes?”
“Mama says she’ll die if she doesn’t know about Leigh soon!”
“I can’t help it, I—say, I see the judge and Dan coming—I’ll call you up again in a minute!”
He hung up the receiver and rushed to the door. Judge Jessup and his son came in soberly. The judge threw his hat down on the table and said nothing.
“Indicted for murder—second degree, father,” said Daniel, averting his eyes.
Mr. Carter tottered to a chair and covered his face with his hands. In the silence of the little office they heard the first shrill cry of a newsboy.
“Extry! Extry! Leigh Carter indicted for murder! Extry!”
Mr. Carter groaned aloud. Then he remembered.
“Dan, Emmy ’phoned me a few minutes ago. That—that woman’s leaving the house—bag and baggage. If you want to ask her anything——”
Judge Jessup interrupted with a roar.