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She could hardly hear Blanche. It was funny to see her cry. Long ago she used to cry when she was a baby like Paula. But since she went to work she never cried. Never cried.
"Oh, judge! Oh, judge! Please—"
"Shh, Paula! Da-ah-ah-ah—" Why was this? What would the judge do?
"Have you ever been arrested before, Blanche?"
No, no, no! She must tell the judge that. The woman with the child raised her face.
"Please, judge," she said, "No! No! She never arrested before. She's a good girl."
"I see," said the judge. "Does she bring her money home?"
"Yes, yes, judge! Please, she brings all her money home. She's a good girl."
"Ever seen her before, officer?"