THE JUDGE. Until you met the prisoner—was that it?
RUTH. No; even after that.
THE JUDGE. I ask, you know, because you seem to me to glory in this affection of yours for the prisoner.
RUTH. [Hesitating] I—I do. It's the only thing in my life now.
THE JUDGE. [Staring at her hard] Well, step down, please.
RUTH looks at FALDER, then passes quietly down and takes her seat among the witnesses.
FROME. I call the prisoner, my lord.
FALDER leaves the dock; goes into the witness-box, and is duly sworn.
FROME. What is your name?
FALDER. William Falder.