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The
woman
courtesied
and
replied
--
"
Three
shillings
and
eightpence
,
your
worship
--
I
could
not
abate
a
penny
and
set
forth
the
value
honestly
.
"
The
justice
glanced
around
uncomfortably
upon
the
crowd
,
then
nodded
to
the
constable
,
and
said
--
"
Clear
the
court
and
close
the
doors
.
"
It
was
done
.
None
remained
but
the
two
officials
,
the
accused
,
the
accuser
,
and
Miles
Hendon
.
This
latter
was
rigid
and
colourless
,
and
on
his
forehead
big
drops
of
cold
sweat
gathered
,
broke
and
blended
together
,
and
trickled
down
his
face
.
The
judge
turned
to
the
woman
again
,
and
said
,
in
a
compassionate
voice
--
"
'
Tis
a
poor
ignorant
lad
,
and
mayhap
was
driven
hard
by
hunger
,
for
these
be
grievous
times
for
the
unfortunate
;
mark
you
,
he
hath
not
an
evil
face
--
but
when
hunger
driveth
--
Good
woman
!
dost
know
that
when
one
steals
a
thing
above
the
value
of
thirteenpence
ha
'
penny
the
law
saith
he
shall
hang
for
it
?
"
The
little
King
started
,
wide-eyed
with
consternation
,
but
controlled
himself
and
held
his
peace
;
but
not
so
the
woman
.
She
sprang
to
her
feet
,
shaking
with
fright
,
and
cried
out
--
"
Oh
,
good
lack
,
what
have
I
done
!
God-a-mercy
,
I
would
not
hang
the
poor
thing
for
the
whole
world
!
Ah
,
save
me
from
this
,
your
worship
--
what
shall
I
do
,
what
can
I
do
?
"
The
justice
maintained
his
judicial
composure
,
and
simply
said
--
"
Doubtless
it
is
allowable
to
revise
the
value
,
since
it
is
not
yet
writ
upon
the
record
.
"
