hardly fitting on the part of the legal representative of the
store she was supposed to have robbed, so he abruptly changed his
line of argument.

"She says that her record of five years in your employ ought to
count something in her favor."

Gilder, however, was not disposed to be sympathetic as to a
matter so flagrantly opposed to his interests.

"A court of justice has decreed her guilty," he asserted once
again, in his ponderous manner. His emphasis indicated that
there the affair ended.

Demarest smiled cynically as he strode to and fro.

"Nowadays," he shot out, "we don't call them courts of justice:
we call them courts of law."

Gilder yielded only a rather dubious smile over the quip. This
much he felt that he could afford, since those same courts served
his personal purposes well in deed.

"Anyway," he declared, becoming genial again, "it's out of our
hands. There's nothing we can do, now."

"Why, as to that," the lawyer replied, with a hint of hesitation,
"I am not so sure. You see, the fact of the matter is that,
though I helped to prosecute the case, I am not a little bit
proud of the verdict."