— — —There was much excited public interest in the arrest of young Pastor Morl for the murder of Daisy Arrow. One would have thought that nothing so sensational had ever happened before; yet what was it but the rather commonplace end of a rather commonplace young woman? But if the victim was ordinary enough, surely there was something extraordinary about the supposed murderer. Surely no one could ever remember before when a clergyman of an unblemished record and of a favoured nationality had been accused of a crime so sordid, so purposeless and so hideous.
If the profession of Daisy Arrow had been any different or the profession of Maarten Morl any different, there might have been less public commotion about the affair. The contrast between these two, she, in common estimation, so deep a
