His look of dumb suffering would have stayed a judge less conscientious.

"I presume this is some young lady of your acquaintance--one of your little girl friends," she continued, though it was plain to all that she presumed nothing of the sort.
"He is not!" The look of dumb suffering had stoutened one heart to new courage.

"He's a very nice little boy, and he gave me these ragged clothes to run away in, and now he'll have to wear his Sunday clothes.
And you know he's a boy as well as I do!" "She made him take a lot of money for it," broke in the Merle twin.

"I was afraid she wasn't doing right, but she wouldn't listen to me, so she gave him the money and I took charge of it for him." He beamed virtuously at Miss Juliana, who now rewarded him with a hurried glance of approval.

It seemed to Miss Juliana and to him that he had been on the side of law and order, condemning and seeking to dissuade the offenders from their vicious proceedings.