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"
I
’
m
leaving
you
here
,
"
Swanson
said
quickly
.
"
I
told
your
sister
-
in
-
law
I
would
—
our
lawyer
will
meet
you
upstairs
in
the
courtroom
.
You
want
to
be
careful
.
"
"
Good
-
by
.
"
Dick
shook
hands
politely
.
"
Thank
you
very
much
.
I
feel
you
have
a
future
—
"
With
another
smile
Swanson
hurried
away
,
resuming
his
official
expression
of
disapproval
.
Now
they
came
into
a
courtyard
on
all
four
sides
of
which
outer
stairways
mounted
to
the
chambers
above
.
As
they
crossed
the
flags
a
groaning
,
hissing
,
booing
sound
went
up
from
the
loiterers
in
the
courtyard
,
voices
full
of
fury
and
scorn
.
Dick
stared
about
.
"
What
’
s
that
?
"
he
demanded
,
aghast
.
One
of
the
carabinieri
spoke
to
a
group
of
men
and
the
sound
died
away
.
They
came
into
the
court
-
room
.
A
shabby
Italian
lawyer
from
the
Consulate
spoke
at
length
to
the
judge
while
Dick
and
Collis
waited
aside
.
Some
one
who
knew
English
turned
from
the
window
that
gave
on
the
yard
and
explained
the
sound
that
had
accompanied
their
passage
through
.
A
native
of
Frascati
had
raped
and
slain
a
five
-
year
-
old
child
and
was
to
be
brought
in
that
morning
—
the
crowd
had
assumed
it
was
Dick
.
In
a
few
minutes
the
lawyer
told
Dick
that
he
was
freed
—
the
court
considered
him
punished
enough
.
"
Enough
!
"
Dick
cried
.
"
Punished
for
what
?
"
"
Come
along
,
"
said
Collis
.
"
You
can
’
t
do
anything
now
.
"
