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"You know!" he exclaimed, in momentary consternation. Again, her
mood had affected his own, so that through a few hurrying seconds
he felt himself somehow guilty of wrong against this girl, so
frank and so rebuking.
"I heard you in the courtroom," she said. "The dock isn't very
far from the bench where you spoke to the judge about my case.
Yes, I heard you. It wasn't: Did I do it? Or, didn't I do it?
No; it was only that I must be made a warning to others."
Again, silence fell for a tense interval. Then, finally, the
girl spoke in a different tone. Where before her voice had been
vibrant with the instinct of complaint against the mockery of
justice under which she suffered, now there was a deeper note,
that of most solemn truth.
"Mr. Gilder," she said simply, "as God is my judge, I am going to
prison for three years for something I didn't do."
But the sincerity of her broken cry fell on unheeding ears. The
coarse nature of the officer had long ago lost whatever elements
of softness there might have been to develop in a gentler
occupation.


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