"
"Well, how about it?" Garson demanded, savagely. "Do they go
clear, if I come through?"
"We'll get the best lawyers in the country," Mary persisted,
desperately. "We'll save you, Joe--we'll save you!"
Garson regarded the distraught girl with wistful eyes. But there
was no trace of yielding in his voice as he replied, though he
spoke very sorrowfully.
"No, you can't help me," he said, simply. "My time has come,
Mary.... And I can save you a lot of trouble."
"He's right there," Burke ejaculated. "We've got him cold. So,
what's the use of dragging you two into it?"
"Then, they go clear?" Garson exclaimed, eagerly. "They ain't
even to be called as witnesses?"
Burke nodded assent.
"You're on!" he agreed.
"Then, here goes!" Garson cried; and he looked expectantly toward
the stenographer.
The strain of it all was sapping the will of the girl, who saw
the man she so greatly esteemed for his service to her and his
devotion about to condemn himself to death. She grew
half-hysterical. Her words came confusedly:
"No, Joe! No, no, no!"
Again, Garson shook his head in absolute refusal of her plea.
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