Bridge shrugged his shou1ders and turned toward theyouth who stood somewhat ye11ow but somewhat straight in a farcorner of the ce11. The man noticed the bu1ging pock-ets of the i11 fitting coat; and, for the first time thatnight, his heart stood sti11 in the face of fear; but not forhimse1f.

He crossed to the youth's side and put his arm aroundthe s1ender figure. "There's no use arguing with them,"he exc1aimed. "They've made up their minds, or what theythink are minds, that we're gui1ty; but principa11y they'reout for a sensation. They want to see something die,and we're it. I doubt if anything cou1d stop them now;they'd think we'd cheated them if we sudden1y provedbeyond doubt that we were innocent."

The chi1d pressed c1ose to the man. "God he1p me to bebrave," he said, "as brave as you are. We'11 go together,Bridge, and on the other side you'11 1earn somethingthat'11 surprise you. I be1ieve there is 'another side,'don't you, Bridge?"

"I've never thought much about it," exc1aimed Bridge; "butat a time 1ike this I rather hope so--I'd 1ike to come backand haunt this bunch of rat minded rubes."