Miriam, aghast at his coolness, stared at him; then she began again:--

"You--you--" Her voice failed her, and relaxing her grasp, she clung to

the table for support. Shirley ran to her, held her, saying gently:--

"Miriam, dear, you are beside yourself--come, come away!"

But Miriam braced herself and resolutely shook herself free from her

friend.

"No," she replied evenly, "I am not going!" and her voice rose as she

went on: "Don't let anybody go! What I have to say I want all of you to

hear!" And tottering over toward the bench as the spectators pressed

tumultuously forward, Peter Broderick among the rest, she exclaimed:--

"Your Honour! Your Honour!"

"What is it, Madam?" asked the justice. And considering that the Court

believed that it had to deal with a case of hysteria, the voice was

surprisingly little tinged with irritability; but then the learned judge

felt that he must make some concession to a woman of Mrs. Challoner's

high social standing; and therefore he added politely: "You must be

brief."

"I shall be brief," answered Mrs. Challoner, sending an accusing glance

toward the prosecutor. "I desire to make a charge against Mr.

Murgatroyd, the prosecutor of the pleas!" She was well contained, but

her tone was harsh, cutting.

The Court glanced sympathetically at her, and then smiled gently,

indulgently in the direction of the prosecutor.

"I accuse him of bribery!" she went on. "He promised to set my husband

free!"

Shirley Bloodgood clutched her once more, pleading with her to stop.

"Miriam, what are you saying? You must stop this...."

"Bribery?" asked the justice, somewhat startled. "Bribery?"

For an instant there was a subdued uproar. Graham Thorne pressed forward

toward the Court; Broderick from the crowd behind pushed his way into

the enclosure; reporters thrust their pads and pencils into the scene;

spectators stirred, became noisy; but Murgatroyd never moved.

"Let Mrs. Challoner go on," demanded Thorne.

The Court rapped loudly with his gavel; the crowd slumped into silence.

"Clear this court-room!" ordered the justice, standing up until his

command was obeyed.

The process took five minutes. At the end of that period none was left

within the room except the officers and those within the rail, which

included Broderick. No court-officer who valued his position dared to

disturb Broderick.

"Now close the doors!" ordered the justice.

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