THE TRIAL The day of his trial came as a welcome change to Harold.

He had no fear of punishment and he hated delay.

Every day before his sentence began was a loss of time--kept him just that much longer from the alluring lands to the West.

His father called often to see him, but the boy remained inexorably silent in all these meetings, and the minister went away white with pain.

Even to his sister Harold was abrupt and harsh, but Jack's devotion produced in him the most exalted emotion, and he turned upon his loyal chum the whole force of his affectionate nature.
He did not look up to Jack; he loved him more as a man loves his younger brother, and yet even to him he would not utter the words young Slocum had flung at him.