"Gentlemen, have you agreed upon your verdict ?" Foreman.

"We have." Judge.

"What is it ?" Foreman.

"NOT GUILTY." A shout went up from the entire room and a tumult of cheering which the court in vain attempted to quell.

For a few moments all order was lost.
The spectators crowded within the bar and surrounded Laura who, calmer than anyone else, was supporting her aged mother, who had almost fainted from excess of joy.
And now occurred one of those beautiful incidents which no fiction-writer would dare to imagine, a scene of touching pathos, creditable to our fallen humanity.