And the peon, once again on his knees, but this time at the knees of justice, thrilled and shivered with superstitious awe, as he felt wander over him the light but firm fingertouches of the strangest judge man ever knelt before. Bruises and lacerations were swiftly explored even to the shoulders and down the back.
"The other man goes free," the Cruel Just One announced. "Yet is there trouble and unrest within him. It one here who knows and will speak up?"
And Francis knew on the instant the trouble the blind man had divined within him the full love that burned in him for Leoncia and that threatened to shatter the full loyalty he must ever bear to Henry. No less quick was Leoncia in knowing, and could the blind man have beheld the involuntary glance of knowledge the man and woman threw a
