But her act will not die, and to it I now offer the homage of silence, since that would best please her heroic soul, which broke the bonds of womanly reserve only to save from an unmerited charge a falsely arraigned brother." The restraint and yet the fire with which Mr.Moffat uttered these simple words, lifted all hearts and surcharged the atmosphere with an emotion rarely awakened in a court of law.

Not in my pulses alone was started the electric current of renewed life.

The jury, to a man, glowed with enthusiasm, and from the audience rose one long and suppressed sigh of answering feeling, which was all the tribute he needed for his eloquence--or Carmel for her uncalculating, self-sacrificing deed.

I could have called upon the mountains to cover _me_; but--God be praised--no one thought of me in that hour.

Every throb, every thought was for her.
At the proper moment of subsiding feeling, Mr.Moffat again raised his voice: "Gentlemen of the jury, you have seen point after point of the prosecution's case demolished before your eyes by testimony which no one has had the temerity to attempt to controvert.