In Sight of St. Paul's — page 248: what you’re looking at

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WAITING FOR THE VERDICT, 243 vice, murmuring, weakly, a result of what he had long ago determined upon: ‘“‘If the worst comes to the worst, I know a way out of it myself.’’ He moved away with a tottering step and disap- » 3 peared within one of the side doors of the cathedral. Treacher shrugged his shoulders. It was not much to him, and yet, with the honor which is said to ob- tain among thieves, he did not care, if he could do anything to prevent it, to see one of his pals brought to justice. He turned away to return to the court-room, but, as he did so, he saw coming toward him certain peo- ple, whom he did not care to meet. With a quick movement, he darted round the corner of the church just as Fletcher, accompanied by Aileen Millar and Gracie Chichester, came up the flagged pathway. The trial was practically ended, and the jury had retired to consult upon the verdict. Aileen, whose nerves had been terribly shaken, had begged Gillie to take her out into the open air during the enforced period of waiting. The discovery, after she had finished her song that afternoon in the hospital, that Cynthia Dell was dead, had been a terrible shock, and, immediately on top of that, had come the maddening anxiety of Tom’s trial. ‘That she had kept up as well as she had was a marvel. m Eomicbooks:co