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 to welcome Ketlar, when the door had opened, only to see him, who was come to demand Ketlar's life. He realized that the spectators previously had located her and had been observing her and, since they themselves had been awaiting sight of the prisoner, they had followed her feeling. So already she had scored for the defense; she had caught the sympathy of the court-room even before the prisoner had appeared.

Newspaper men surrounded her when Calvin next glanced toward her, and between them he had a glimpse of her shaking her head. "Yes," rumbled Elmen's distinct, heavy voice, "do it, Joan Daisy. It is all right; oblige the boys." So she arose and let them lead her to the witness stand.

Some one screwed a light cord into a socket in the wall behind and a cluster of brilliant white lights gleamed from a metal box fitted with reflectors to concentrate and intensify the beam. An operator trained it upon the Royle girl, and she sat etched in the glare, slight and lovely and pale under the dazzling whiteness. The effect was to make a picture of her in her plain, fitted blue dress, which caused the people on the benches to lean forward, whispering their delight. Cameras clicked and a photographer turned to Calvin.

"Will you stand up before her, pointing at her, please, as if you're cross-examining?"

"No," Calvin refused shortly, indignant at the whole performance.

So the photographers disconnected their light-box, thanked the Royle girl and led her back to her place, having pleased the people.

When the door next opened, it was to admit Ketlar and his guards.

He entered the court where he was to be tried for his life, walking briskly, so that he gained a step upon