of realities—I was angry with the sun for waking me!"
"My darling, I'm not worthy of such love," Stella cried, pressing his hand. "What can I do to help you?"
"Keep on loving me—that's the main thing!—incidentally consult a lawyer—the best you can find—tell him that I'm going to fight, fight, fight to the last ditch my own cause and the cause of my people! Keep out of old Champion's way. He carries a bribe in one hand, a death warrant in the other. Don't let him know your plans. Don't let him know that you love me."
Stella lifted her head with sudden resolution.
"I'll get the best lawyer in America. I'll mortgage the house for the money."
"My little heroine!" he exclaimed with pride.
"I'll go at once."
Through the iron bars she pressed her lips and hurried to the telegraph office with the light of new courage shining in her eyes.
