"It's all there, all there," she wailed.
"And I will tell you all.

I will take you to him.

You shall catch him.

But spare my boy!" And, moaning and pleading, she now told the whole truth.
It was long after midnight when the woman scrawled her name in Polish-Hebrew script under the record of Fritz Braun's crime.
McNerney grasped Witherspoon's arm and led him away.

"Do you see the light now ?" he cried, in triumph.