— — —The news of the acquittal was instantly in the room occupied by the witnesses; the policeman moved from the door and the weary men and women came eagerly out into the corridor and pressed towards the court.
Belle Adair looked at Lili Schoppe being half-dragged along by her father.
“Now I suppose, you little fool, you’ll faint and make a scene, or go and hang round his neck, like the ninny you are.”
She pushed her way through the crowd into the court, which was full of people muttering with surprise, almost disappointment, sympathy, excitement. Belle stood firm in the press and stared at Lili Schoppe.
Her father had hurried across to the dock; he and the other Germans were standing close to the prisoner, who seemed incapable of movement and who, although the sergeant who had stood
