Picture Play Magazine (Mar-Aug 1916)

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The Catspaw 81 instant, he saw the prisoner begin to frame his story. But at the first words his blood turned cold. Kitt was looking directly toward him. Leveling a lean finger at him, the prisoner broke out : "There, gentlemen, sits Kittredge St. John ! There is your man !" A thousand murmurs went up as the audience turned and saw the double sitting among them. Two officers stepped to the Double's side and took charge of him before he had time to offer a word. Kitt went on with his tale: "My name is Roger Sturges. This man, seeing the startling resemblance between us, hired me to take his place in Milville, and while I'went among the citizens as an honest man he found time to commit his, crimes." Then slowly, to the amazed mob, Kitt detailed the entire story, going into all the facts as if they had happened to him instead of to the Double in the audience, who was writhing for a chance to speak. At length he had finished. "Do you think there is any need of keeping me any longer, judge ?" he asked. There was a short consultation. Two officers led the Double into the prisoner's stand. Then the judge spoke. "I think not, Mr. Sturges ; you may go this morning. If I want you, I shall summon you to-morrow. The bail issued in the name of St. John shall be transferred to you until we have finished with the real culprit." He reached out a fat hand, which Kitt seized smilingly. "You are a very wise man of law, your honor," he said ; and, turning, he strode from the courtroom. As he passed out, the double leaped, protesting, to his feet. "It's a lie! It's a lie!" he shrieked. "I am Roger Sturges ! I can prove it." "How can that be?" asked the prosecuting attorney. "We have just heard the story." <6A He seized Rokane by the wrist and towered above her in his wrath.