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calling her such names as 'deai ic,"
'sweetheart' and 'little girl.'
"I became deeply suspicious
that Dr. O'Byrne's relations with
my wife were not what they
should have been.
"So I told my mother about it.
My mother lives in the flat above
mine. She watched.
"One night she saw Dr.
O'Byrne arrive. He spoke to her
and then went into my flat.
"My mother tiptoed about the
porch for about an hour trying to
see or hear something, but the
doors were locked and the shades
"There was a little window up
above the main one, however, and
my mother thought of this. There
was no shade on this little win
dow. "My mother crept up to it and
looked in. What she saw was ter
"She looked right through my
little girTs bedroom into another
bedroom, and Dr. O'Byrne was
in there with my wife.
"They werexsitting on a divan
and Dr. O'Byrne's arms were;
around my wife.
"After this I called a confer
ence of my family my mother
and my brother.
"We asked my wife about all
these things. My wife admitted
that Dr. O'Byrne had called her
endearing names and had kissed
" 'And I'll tell you why, she
said to me. I never had a real
kiss in all my life until Dr.
P'Byrne kissed me.'
'Your kisses are just pecks.
Du O'Byrne's kissefe are oh so'
thrilling, so hypnotizing, so en
trancing. " Tfou don't know-how to kiss,
and I don't believe you ever will
"That's why I allow Dr.
O'Byrne fo kiss me.'
"J told her I was going to sue
for a divorce.
y " 'You'll have a h 1 of a time,'
she said. 'Dr. "O'Byrne is rich and
influential, while you are just a
poor boob of a postoffice clerk.'
"I never lived with my wife
after that I moved into my"
. "One night up there I heard a
man's voicein my wife's flat. 'l
am sure it was a man's voice.
"My mother and I rushed down
stairs. The door was locked. I
pounded on it
"My wife opened it andscream
ed. Sh6 ran back into the house
and threw a chair through the
window. Then she telephoned for
"When the police came she
showed a torn, bathrobe and said
that I had been beating her and
had been breaking up the furni
ture. "But the police found the back'
door open. I think the man
whose voice I heard escaped
Mrs. Mary Whitlock, Harry's
I heard, the neighbors talking
about the visits of Dr. O'Byrne
to my son's wife. Jessie.
"The doctor used to call to at
tend to my son's little daughter,