"No, no, mother!"
"A jury have decided so."
"A jury! What cruel thing is that?"
"It is a court."
"A court! What was that for?"
"To say if you were innocent—"
"Guilty of murdering my own baby—his and mine! Do the neighbors want a court to prove that of me?"
"It has been held, Katharine, here under my roof."
"Held here?"
"And that is why we are never alone."