"No. Release them."
"Ladies, you are free."
"Thank you," said Clara, with a pleasant smile.
"Go your way. We can't secure anything but revenge by prosecuting you, and that isn't what we are after. I must say, though, Mrs. La Croix, that was an inhuman thing for you and your husband to do, boxing us up and shipping us to California. We are more merciful to you when it lies in our power to put you in prison."
The woman's face reddened with shame.
She hung her head, but made no reply.
Old King Brady then said to Harry in hurried tones:
"Come. We must get on La Croix's trail. We'll run him down if it takes a year to do it!"
They rushed from the room.
Harry, however, paused outside the door and listened.