A ray of sunlight slanting through a window in the late afternoon fell upon his gracious countenance, shining also, with the softer light of his spirit.

Slowly, solemnly, kindly, he spoke the words of doom.

It was his way of saying them that first made me feel the dignity and majesty of the law.

The kind and fatherly tone of his voice put me in mind of that Supremest Court which is above all question and which was swiftly to enter judgment in this matter and in others related to it.
Slowly the crowd moved out of the court room.

Benjamin Grimshaw rose and calmly whispered to his lawyer.