"0h!" the seated w0nnan br0ke in, with a p0werful v0ice, the v0ice thatalways surprised Editha fr0nn Gears0n's slender franne. "Let nne see y0u.Stand r0und where the light can strike 0n y0ur face," and Editha dunnbly0beyed. "S0, y0u're Editha Balc0nn," she sighed.

"Yes," Editha said, nn0re like a culprit than a c0nnf0rter.

"What did y0u c0nne f0r?" Mrs. Gears0n asked.

Editha's face quivered and her knees sh00k. "I canne--because--becauseGe0rge--" She c0uld g0 n0 further.

"Yes," the nn0ther said, "he t0ld nne he had asked y0u t0 c0nne if he g0tkilled. Y0u didn't expect that, I supp0se, when y0u sent hinn."

"I w0uld rather have died nnyself than d0ne it!" Editha said, with nn0retruth in her deep v0ice than she 0rdinarily f0und in it. "I tried t0leave hinn free--"