"Come," he said, and he did not whisper; "let us be as expeditious as
possible. Approach the court. It is--"
"See here," said Robin savagely, "this is too damned high-handed. Are
we to have no chance to defend ourselves? We--"
"Just as you please, M'sieur," interrupted the prosecutor patiently.
"It is nothing to me. I receive my fee in any event. If you care to
defy the law in addition to what you have already done, it is not for
me to object."
"Well, I insist on having--"
A thunderous pounding on the bench interrupted his hot-headed speech.
"Attend!" came in a sharp, uncompromising voice from the bench. "What
is the delay? This is no time to think. All that should have been
done before. Step forward! _Sergent_, see that the prisoners step
forward."
Robin slipped his arm through Miss Guile's, expecting her to droop
heavily upon it for support. To his surprise she drew herself up,
dis-engaged herself, and walked straight up to the bench, without
fear or hesitation. It was Robin who needed an example of courage and
fortitude, not she.
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