Turning to Mr. Ricaby, he continued:
"Go to the district attorney, have me indicted, but if you do I swear to God that I'll tell some truths about this woman's husband that will make her regret her action. Do your worst, Mr. Ricaby. Now I have the honor to wish you all good day!"
Turning on his heel, he took his departure. No one attempted to stop him, all rejoiced to see him go. Paula turned to Mrs. Marsh who, overcome with emotion, was weeping bitterly. Tod putting his arm around her, attempted to comfort her, while Paula knelt by her side.
"In order to protect themselves," said Paula gently, "these men have accused you. We can't reach them without hurting you. Isn't that what Mr. Cooley meant, Mr. Ricaby?"
"Yes," replied the lawyer grimly.
"They will accuse you of conspiring with them, too! Oh, that's horrible!"
"We'll be all right, Paula," said Tod reassuringly.
"Yes, but they may believe this man Cooley. They may believe my uncle. They may put your mother in prison!"
"We must prosecute them, Paula," insisted Mr. Ricaby. "We cannot compound a felony even if——"
"Yes," she retorted, "but why should the innocent suffer for the guilty? Why should—Tod——Why should he suffer? No, I won't appear against them— I refuse! Do you hear, Mr. Ricaby, I won't!"