“What!”
“An infamous outrage. I repeat it and demand his immediate release.”
“Why, my dear young woman, it was on the information which you gave that I swore out the warrant for his arrest.”
“It was you who swore out the warrant against him?” Stella fiercely cried. “Oh, I could kill you!”
“You gave me the information.”
“I did nothing of the kind,” she stormed. “It’s false—I deny it!”
“On your statement to me that he had confessed that he was Chief of the Klan, I made the oath on which his warrant was based,” Ackerman maintained with warmth.
“Then you swore a lie!” she hissed. “A lie—a lie!”
Stella fell on the lounge and buried her face in her hands.
Ackerman flushed and was silent. His keen eyes grew suddenly tender. He smiled, rose and stood by her side a moment, and when she looked up extended his hand.