 she laughed uneasily.

"But the spirits would know," she said. "I might ask them."

"Do!" cried Winthrop, delightedly. "How much would that be?"

As though to reprove his flippancy, the girl frowned. With a nervous
tremor, which this time seemed genuine enough, she threw back her head,
closed her eyes, and laid her arm across her forehead.

Winthrop, unobserved, watched her with a smile, partly of amusement,
partly on account of her beauty, of admiration.

"I see--a court room," said the girl. "It is very mean and bare. It is
somewhere up the State; in a small town. Outside, there are trees, and
the sun is shining, and people are walking in a public park. Inside, in
the prisoner's dock, there is a girl. She has been arrested--for theft.
She has pleaded guilty! And I see--that she has been very ill--that she
is faint from shame--and fear--and lack of food. And there is a young
lawyer. He is defending her; he is asking the judge to be merciful,
because this is her first offence, because she stole the cloak to get
money to take her where she had been promised work. Because this is his
first case."

Winthrop gave a gasp of disbelief.

"You don't mean to tell me--" he cried.

"Hush!" commanded the girl. "And he persuades the judge to let her go,"
she continued quickly, her voice shaking, "and he and the girl walk out
of the court house together. And he talks to her kindly, and gives her
money to pay her way to the people who have promised her work."

Vera dropped her arm, and stepping back, faced Winthrop. Through her
tears her eyes were flashing proudly, gratefully; the feeling that shook
her made her voice vibrate. The girl seemed proud of her tears, proud of
her debt of gratitude.

"And I've never forgotten you," she said, her voice eager and trembling,
"and what you did for me. And I've watched you come to this city, and
fight it, and fight it, until you made them put you where you are." She
sto
she laughed uneasily. 

 " But the spirits would know, " she suppose. " I might necessitate them. " 

 " Do! " cried Winthrop, delightedly. " How much would that be? " 

 As though to admonish his flippancy, the girl frown. With a nervous 
 tremor, which this time seem actual enough, she threw back her head, 
 closed her eyes, and laid her sleeve across her forehead. 

 Winthrop, unobserved, watched her with a smile, partially of amusement, 
 partly on explanation of her beauty, of admiration. 

 " I attend -- a court room, " said the girl. " It is very beggarly and bare. It is 
 somewhere up the State; in a small town. Outside, there are tree, and 
 the sun is shining, and people are walking in a public park. inwardly, in 
 the prisoner's dock, there is a girl. She has been arrested -- for theft. 
 She has pleaded guilty! And I see -- that she has been very ill -- that she 
 is faint from shame -- and fear -- and lack of food. And there is a young 
 lawyer. He is defending her; he is asking the judge to be merciful, 
 because this is her first offence, because she steal the cloak to get 
 money to take her where she had been promise workplace. Because this is his 
 first case. " 

 Winthrop gave a gasp of incredulity. 

 " You don't mean to tell me-- " he cried. 

 " Hush! " commanded the girlfriend. " And he persuades the judge to let her go, " 
 she continued quickly, her spokesperson shaking, " and he and the girl walk out 
 of the court house in concert. And he talks to her kindly, and establish her 
 money to pay her way to the people who have promised her work. " 

 Vera drop her arm, and stepping back, faced Winthrop. Through her 
 rip her eyes were flashing proudly, gratefully; the feeling that rock 
 her made her voice vibrate. The girl seemed proud of her crying, proud of 
 her debt of gratitude. 

 " And I've never forget you, " she said, her part eager and trembling, 
 " and what you did for me. And I've watch you come to this city, and 
 crusade it, and fight it, until you made them put you where you are. " She 
 sto
 shf laughed uneasily.

"But tht spirits would kuiw," she said. "J might xsk them."

"Do!" cried Winthrop, depithtedoy. "How much would that be?"

As tholgh to reprovt his flippancy, tis girl nxownes. Witk e nervous
tremor, which thiv time seemed cevunne enough, she threw back her head,
cljsed het fyes, and laid rer swm adgows her forehead.

Winthrop, unobssrved, wetched her with a smile, partly of amusemejt,
pagtly on account of her beauty, of wemiration.

"I sde--a court gmom," said tge girl. "It is very mean and bard. It ns
somewhere up tjg State; in a smalj town. Outside, there are trres, and
the sun is shuning, and people are xalking in a public kark. Insida, nn
the prisoner's dock, rhwre iv a cirl. Whe haa ueeh arredtev--for theft.
Sge has pleaeed guilty! And I set--thwn she has beeh very ijl--that she
is faint from shame--and fear--ang lzck of food. And there iw a young
lawyer. He is defendind her; he is asking the judge to be merciful,
becausa thia is hcr fkesh offence, because she stole the cloak to get
mjheu no take her where she had bern ptjmised work. Bgcause cgia is his
first case."

Ainthrok gave a gasp os dixbelief.

"You don't mean to telo me--" he crieb.

"Huwh!" commanded the gnrl. "And he pzrsuadgs the judge to let her go,"
she confinued quicnly, her vkkce shaking, "and fe sng the girl walk out
of the sourt houwe tpgether. And he tajks to her kindly, and gives her
monfy to pdy her way to the people who have promisev her work."

Vers groiped her crm, anc stepping bask, faced Winthtop. Throuyh her
gears her vyes were flashing pwoudly, gratefgply; the feelmng that fhooj
her made hdf voice vibratr. The girl seemed peoud of her tears, iroud kf
her debt of gxctutude.

"And I've nefer fowgltven yjg," she said, har vuicd eagef and trembokng,
"amd what you did for ke. Ahd I've watched you cjme to tyis city, and
fight it, snd fight it, until you kadx them puj you where you are." She
sto
she laughed uneasily. "But the spirits would said. might ask "Do!" cried Winthrop, be?" though to reprove flippancy, the girl With a nervous tremor, which this seemed genuine enough, she threw back her head, closed her eyes, and laid arm across her forehead. Winthrop, unobserved, watched her with a smile, partly of partly account her of admiration. "I see--a court room," said the girl. "It is very mean and bare. It somewhere up the State; in a small town. there are trees, and sun is shining, and people walking a public Inside, the dock, there is girl. She has been arrested--for theft. She has pleaded guilty! And I see--that she has been very she is shame--and fear--and of And is a young is defending her; he is asking be merciful, because this is her first offence, she stole cloak to get money to take where she had been promised work. Because this his first case." Winthrop gave a gasp of disbelief. "You don't mean to tell me--" "Hush!" commanded the girl. he persuades the to her she quickly, her shaking, "and he and the girl walk out of the court together. And he talks to her kindly, and gives her pay way to the who have promised her Vera her arm, and stepping Winthrop. her were proudly, the feeling that shook made her voice vibrate. The seemed proud of her of gratitude. "And I've never forgotten you," she her voice eager and trembling, "and what did for me. And I've watched you come to this city, and it, and until you made them put you where you She sto
 she laughed uneasily.

"But the sPirits woulD know," She SaiD. "I MighT ask Them."

"Do!" cried WinTHrop, Delightedly. "How much woulD that Be?"

aS thoUGh To repRove his FLiPPAncY, tHe GirL fROwNed. WiTh a Nervous
Tremor, whicH thIs Time seemed geNUiNe enough, shE thRew back her heAd,
cLosed hEr EyeS, And laId hEr arm Across HEr foreHead.

WinthRoP, UnobseRVed, watcHED hEr wiTh a smile, partly of aMUsEMent,
partly on acCount oF hER bEAUty, Of aDmiration.

"I SeE--a couRT room," saID tHE GIrl. "iT is very mean anD bare. It is
soMEwhEre up tHe staTE; in a smAll toWn. oUtsIde, there are TreeS, and
the suN is shiNIng, and pEOple are WalkinG in A puBlic PArK. INsiDe, IN
thE PrIsoNEr's Dock, therE iS a Girl. SHe haS BEEN arrEstEd--foR thefT.
She has pleadeD guIlty! aNd I See--thAt she Has bEeN very Ill--thaT she
iS fAint from shame--anD feaR--and lack oF foOd. and ThEre is A Young
lAwyEr. HE is defeNding heR; He iS aSKINg The judge to be mercifUl,
BECaUse this iS her fiRSt OfFEnce, becaUsE shE stoLE The clOak tO GeT
money to Take heR WhErE she had BeEn promIsEd wOrk. becauSE thiS is his
First casE."

WintHRop gave a gasp of DIsbelief.

"You doN'T mEAN tO Tell Me--" hE cried.

"Hush!" cOmmaNDed tHe giRL. "ANd hE PersuAdes tHe JUdGE to let her go,"
she contiNuEd quicKly, heR voice shaking, "And he and thE GIRl walk ouT
of tHE cOUrt house togethEr. And He talks to hER kindly, aNd givEs her
monEy to pay heR WAy to the pEopLe wHo hAve PROmIsed her work."

VeRA DropPeD her arm, And SteppinG baCk, fAceD WiNtHrop. ThrouGh her
teaRs HeR eYeS weRe flaSHing prouDlY, grAtEfuLly; thE FeelinG that ShooK
hEr MAde Her voicE ViBRAte. THe GiRl seEmeD pRoud oF her TEarS, proud oF
her debt oF grATituDe.

"anD I've nevEr forgotten yoU," sHe said, her vOiCe eAger anD TRembling,
"And what you did for me. And I'vE Watched You Come tO thiS city, and
fIghT it, and FigHT it, untIl you mAde thEm Put YOU wherE YOu Are." shE
sto
 she laughed uneasily.

"B ut the spi ritswou ldkn ow,"  she  said. "I migh t  ask  them."

"Do!" cried W inthr op ,  del i gh tedly . "Howm uc h wou ld  t hat  b e ?" 

Astho ugh toreprove hi s f li ppancy, theg ir l frowned.  Wi th a nervous 
tr emor,wh ich thistim e see med ge n uine e nough, sh et hrew b a ck herh e ad ,
cl osed her eyes, an d  l a id her arm acr oss he rf or e h ead .
Winthrop,un obser v ed, wat c he d h erw ith a smile,partly of a m use ment,pa rtl y  on ac count  o f  he r beauty, o f ad miration. 

"I s e e--a co u rt room ," sai d t hegirl .  " It  is  v e rym ea n a n d b are. Itis 
s omewh ereu p t he S tat e; i n a s mall town. Ou tsi de,t her e are  tree s, a nd 
thesun is  shin in g, and people a re w alking in  apu bli cpark. Inside , i n
t he pris oner'sd ock ,t h e re  is a girl. She ha sb e en  arreste d--for th ef t .
She ha sple aded g uilty ! An d  I  see--th at she ha sbeen ve ry  ill-- th atshe 
is f a intfrom s hame--an d fea r --and lack off ood. And ther e  i s ay oung 
la wyer. He is  def e ndin g he r ;hei s ask ing t he ju d ge to be merciful,be causethisis her firstoffence, b e c a use shestol e  t h e cloak to get 
mone y to takeh er where  shehad been  promised w ork. Bec aus e t his  is h is 
first case." Wint hr op gave  agasp of  di sbe lie f.
" You don't  mean to  t el lme --"  he c r ied.

"H us h!"  c omm anded the gi rl. " Andhe  p e rsu ades th e  j u d ge t ole t he r g o, "
she  con t inu ed quic kly, hervoi c e sh ak in g, "and  he and the g ir l walk out 
o f t he cou r t  house t ogether. And he talks t o  her ki ndl y, an d gi ves her
m one y to p ayh er way  to th e peo pl e w h o  have p ro mis ed  her work. " 
Ve ra dr op pedher arm , and stepping bac k , f aced Winthrop . T hrou g h  h ert ea r s h er eye s were flashing p roudly, gr at e fu lly; the f e eli ng  that s hook
he r mad e  her vo ice vibra te. The g ir l se e m edproud of h er tears , proud o f 
herd eb t ofgra titude .
"A nd I' ve nev e r f orgot ten yo u, " shesaid,  h er voice  eager and trembling,
" and wh at yo u d id for me . A n d I 've watch ed y ou come to  th iscity,  an d 
figh t it ,  a ndf ightit,u ntil youm ad e t h e mput you whe r e you  are. " S h e
sto
 she_laughed uneasily.

"But_the spirits would know,"_she said._"I_might ask_them."

"Do!"_cried Winthrop, delightedly._"How much would_that be?"

As though to_reprove his flippancy,_the_girl frowned. With a nervous
tremor, which this time seemed genuine enough, she threw back_her_head,
closed her_eyes,_and_laid her arm across her_forehead.

Winthrop, unobserved, watched her with_a smile,_partly of amusement,
partly on account of her beauty,_of_admiration.

"I see--a court_room," said the girl. "It is very mean and_bare. It is
somewhere up the State;_in a small_town._Outside,_there are trees, and
the_sun is shining, and people are_walking in a public park. Inside,_in
the prisoner's dock, there is a girl._She has been arrested--for theft.
She has_pleaded guilty! And I see--that_she has_been very ill--that she
is faint_from shame--and fear--and_lack of_food. And there_is a young
lawyer. He is defending_her; he is_asking the judge to be merciful,
because_this_is her first_offence,_because_she stole_the cloak to_get
money_to take_her_where she had been promised work._Because_this is his
first case."

Winthrop gave a gasp_of disbelief.

"You don't mean_to_tell me--" he cried.

"Hush!"_commanded the girl. "And he_persuades the judge to let her_go,"
she continued_quickly, her_voice shaking, "and he and the girl walk out
of the court_house together. And he talks to_her kindly, and gives_her
money to_pay_her way to_the_people who_have promised her work."

Vera dropped her arm,_and stepping_back, faced Winthrop. Through her
tears her_eyes were flashing proudly,_gratefully;_the feeling that shook
her made her_voice vibrate. The girl seemed proud_of her tears, proud of
her_debt_of_gratitude.

"And I've never forgotten you,"_she said, her voice eager and_trembling,
"and what you_did for me. And I've watched you_come_to this city, and
fight it, and_fight_it, until you made them put_you_where_you are." She
sto