"If you'll have it plain," he cried triumphantly, "she's going to be sent to a reform school! If ever a girl needed correcting, she does. She's already been served with the warrant."
Young muttered under his breath. Holding out his hand, he said,
"Let me see the warrant."
Ebenezer pointed to the paper on the floor where Tess had dropped it. Stooping, he picked it up.
"Look that over!" he said and handed it to the lawyer.
Professor Young took the paper, and before reading it, looked reassuringly at Tess with that wide, white-toothed smile of his that always cheered her heart.
"Sit down," he told her. "You do look tired, child."
With one swift glance at Waldstricker's face, she obeyed him.
Deforrest merely glanced at the paper in his hand.
"Oh, is that all you have?" he asked the constable.