When she kissed him in that
spontaneous way this morning, what do you suppose was passing through
his mind? What was he thinking? Remember that he hadn't seen her
since the day of the trial, and then ask yourself what thoughts those
two kisses would suggest to him."
"I don't know. That she was glad to see him, I suppose."
"A great deal more than that. A judge doesn't stop short at those
superficial views of things. He looks deep down into the more
recondite emotions of the human heart. As soon as he felt those kisses
he said to himself: 'Here is a poor girl who's really sorry for what
she's done--'"
"I thought you said he didn't believe she'd done it. I certainly
don't."
"As a judge he doesn't; but I'm speaking of him now as an uncle, a
simple unofficial uncle. As an uncle he can't help recollecting poor
Lorimer, but he'll want to give his niece every possible fair play, and
as soon as she showed signs of penitence--her kisses were a pretty
convincing sign of penitence, considering the way he summed up against
her--he'd be all for burying the past and letting her get a fresh start
in life if she could."
"Of course I don't attach the smallest importance to anything you've
said.
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