Guilty? Perhaps she was; but, even so, was it not the theory of the law that she had to be proved guilty—that a prisoner should have a fair legal trial and be convicted or acquitted according to the evidence before the Court? Why shouldn't he?
Suddenly he became aware of a tumult at the front door. Somebody was bawling in a loud voice,
"I'll see the Dempster if I have to shout the house down."
It was Dan Baldromma. Stowell stepped into the hall and said to the housemaid, who was barring the door against the intruder,
"Let him come in, Jane."
Dan, with his short, gross figure, rolled into the house without remembering to take his hat off.
"Well, what do you want?" said Stowell—he was quivering with anger.
"I want to know what is to be done for me?" said Dan.
"For you?"
"For my daughter then—my step-daughter, I mane."