“Is that the man?” the judge asked the officer.
“Yes. He’s made a lot of trouble, too, trying to make me arrest him.”
“If you have any evidence to give in this case, come to the front and be sworn in.”
Jarvis jumped the railing and stood before him. The oath was administered.
“Now, tell me, briefly, what the girl said to you.”
“She said, ‘Hello, kid!'"
A titter went over the courtroom. The clerk rapped for order.
“Then what happened?”
“This officer arrested her. I told him what had passed between us, and insisted on being arrested, too. We said the same thing, the girl and I.”
“The girl has been here before. She has a record.”
“Where are the men she made the record with?” demanded Jarvis.
“We do not deal with that feature of it,” replied the judge, turning to the officer.
“And why not?” demanded Jarvis. “It takes a solicitor and the solicited to make a crime. What kind of laws are these which hound women into the trade and hound them for following it?”
“It is neither the time nor the place to discuss that.
