The "interests" had forced the matter as a party issue, and the Republicans being in control in the Senate the outcome could hardly be in doubt.

He had learned also of the other misfortunes which had befallen Judge Rossmore and he understood now the reason for Shirley's grave face on the dock and her little fib about summering on Long Island.

The news had been a shock to him, for, apart from the fact that the judge was Shirley's father, he admired him immensely as a man.

Of his perfect innocence there could, of course, be no question: these charges of bribery had simply been trumped up by his enemies to get him off the bench.
That was very evident.

The "interests" feared him and so had sacrificed him without pity, and as Jefferson walked along Central Park, past the rows of superb palaces which face its eastern wall, he wondered in which particular mansion had been hatched this wicked, iniquitous plot against a wholly blameless American citizen.