No matter whom it injures! Now, to be plain and frank and brutal with you to-night as you were with me in the courtroom, Mr.Worthington, I have pretty convincing evidence that you knew I was innocent.

Further, that you knew it almost at the beginning of the trial.

But that in spite of this knowledge, you continued to persecute me--notice, I don't say prosecute--to persecute me in a hope of gaining a conviction, simply that you might go before the voters and point to me in prison as a recommendation of your efficiency as a district attorney." "Oh!" Worthington threw away his cigarette with an angry gesture, and came forward.

"You fellows are all the same.

You're always squealing about your innocence.