The truth of her husband's description was a revelation, so exact it was.

Therein lay Stella Ballantyne's charm, and her power to create champions and friends.
Her history was known to you, the miseries of her marriage, the suspicion of crime.

You expected a woman of adventures and lo! there stood before you one with "something virginal" in her appearance and her manner, which made its soft and irresistible appeal.
"I recognise that feeling of mine," Pettifer resumed, "and I try to put it aside.

And putting it aside I ask myself and you, Margaret, this: Here's a woman who has been through a pretty bad time, who has been unhappy, who has stood in the dock, who has been acquitted.

Is it quite fair that when at last she has floated into a haven of peace two private people like Hazlewood and myself should take it upon ourselves to review the verdict and perhaps reverse it ?" "But there's Dick, Robert," cried Mrs.Pettifer.