“I would rather die than lose it!”
“Well, you have lost it, and forever.”
From the bowed head came a groan. At this point Solomon approached the kneeling figure and placed his nose inquiringly against the criminal’s ear. And the criminal involuntarily shrank from the cold contact. At this the lady smiled, but unobserved by the kneeling man.
“Are you sincerely and thoroughly ashamed?”
“Yumps.”
“What?”
“Yes, oh, yes!”
“I don’t like your manner.”
“Please like it. I am honest now. I shall always be good.”
“You couldn’t. It isn’t in you.”