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314 two feeble women! Only then did I feel he had played his reckless game through all those years with this ever before him! I found it hard to picture.

The jury filed slowly back. There was dead silence in court as the clerk put the question, 'Do you find the prisoner at the bar guilty or not guilty?'

'We find him guilty.'

'On all the counts?'

'On all the counts of the indictment.'

The women at the back burst into tears, unanimously.

Mr. Justice Rhadamanth addressed the prisoner. 'Have you anything to urge,' he asked in a very stern tone, 'in mitigation of whatever sentence the Court may see fit to pass upon you?'

'Nothing,' the prisoner answered, just faltering slightly. 'I have brought it upon myself—but—I