sentence called for.

. . . . . . .

This was the end; and as she read these words, the horror which
overwhelmed her was infinitely greater than when she heard them
uttered in that fatal court room. For then she regarded him as
guilty and deserving his fate and now she knew him to be innocent.

Well, well! too much dwelling on this point would only unfit her
for what lay before her on the morrow. She would read no more.
Sleep were a better preparation for her second interview with the
judge than this reconsideration of facts already known to their
last detail.

Alas, when her eyelids finally obeyed the dictates of her will,
the first glimmering rays of dawn were beginning to scatter the
gloom of her darkened chamber!




X

THE SHADOW


Bela was to be buried at four. As Judge Ostrander prepared to lock
his gate behind the simple cortege which was destined to grow into
a vast crowd before it reached the cemetery, he was stopped by the