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Judge Conway had vacated the bench, as personally interested, and the judge from a neighboring circuit had taken his place. "Below the seat of the judge sat the jury. Outside the railing, the spectators were crowded so closely that it was with difficulty the sheriff made a passage for my entrance.
The railing of the gallery was of iron tracery, painted green, with a brass balustrade.
William leaned upon the banister railing and thought thoughts about Jane. For several long, seething moments he thought of her exclusively. Then, spurred by the loud laughter of rivals and the agony of knowing that even in his own house they were monopolizing the attention of one of the Noblest, he hastened into his own, room and took account of his reverses.
It was, at that period, merely an old barbarous lighthouse, such as Henry I. had built it after the loss of the White Ship a flaming pile of wood under an iron trellis, a brazier behind a railing, a head of hair flaming in the wind.
And suddenly there came over him the certainty of her presence. Yes, she was there out on the verandah! He could see her white figure from head to foot; and, not realizing that she could not see him, he expected her to utter some cry. But no sound came from her, no gesture; she turned back into the house. Miltoun ran forward to the railing.
It was thus with the quarryman; the wretch trembled at the idea of committing a murder in cold blood, "all alone." The preceding scene had passed very rapidly; amongst the companions of the quarryman, nearest to the railing, some did not understand an impression, which they would themselves have felt as strongly as this bold man, if it had been said to them: "Do the office of executioner!"
She shouted a name that could not be understood, and, apparently believing that it had been, turned away again and disappeared. "Nearly all of us are very ill," cried another woman. Here several other tugboats appeared, and those standing at the railing were besieged with questions. "Did the crash come without warning?" a voice on one of the smaller boats megaphoned. "Yes," a woman answered.
Near his great desk, with a little table and typewriter, sat a girl, very pretty he would see to that!... evidently his stenographer and private secretary. As I stood by the railing, she observed me coldly once or twice, looking me over, before she thrust her pencil in her abundant hair and sauntered haughtily over to see what I was after.
Man after man had hurried forward, intent on passing beyond the railing, but each lead encountered the judge, formidable and forbidding, and had turned aside. Gradually the many pairs of eyes roving over the little group surrounding the outlaw focussed themselves on Slocum Price.
She sprang to the step railing and leaned out in time to see her wonderful hat whirl against the corner of the car, hold there an instant with the pressure of the wind, then slide down, draw under, and drop across the rail, where passing wheels ground it to pulp. Kate stood very still a second, then she reached up and tried to pat the disordered strands of hair into place.
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