Lyon frowned thoughtfully. Mrs. Broughton's sudden sense of gratitude toward Lawrence seemed uncalled for. "What else did she say to you?"
Kittie reflected. "She said that they would never, never hang Mr. Lawrence, because nobody saw him kill Mr. Fullerton, and they couldn't hang him unless somebody swore they saw him. Is that the law?"
"I don't know much about the law, myself."
"And she says that it isn't so bad for him to be locked up for a little while, when they will have to let him go in the end, as it would be for some one to be hanged. I think that is true, too, don't you?"
In spite of the need he felt to explore her mind, the words on her lips shocked him.
"Mrs. Broughton shouldn't talk to you about such things," he said impatiently.
She lifted astonished eyes to his.
"But then I should never have known anything about it! Miss Elliott doesn't allow us to read the papers ever, and I want to know Life."
"Time enough," laughed Lyon.
"Oh, I'm not a child. I can understand. It has been a great thing for me to know Mrs. Broughton."