A judge doesn't stop short at those superficial views of things.

He looks deep down into the more recondite emotions of the human heart.

As soon as he felt those kisses he said to himself: 'Here is a poor girl who's really sorry for what she's done--'" "I thought you said he didn't believe she'd done it.

I certainly don't." "As a judge he doesn't; but I'm speaking of him now as an uncle, a simple unofficial uncle.

As an uncle he can't help recollecting poor Lorimer, but he'll want to give his niece every possible fair play, and as soon as she showed signs of penitence--her kisses were a pretty convincing sign of penitence, considering the way he summed up against her--he'd be all for burying the past and letting her get a fresh start in life if she could." "Of course I don't attach the smallest importance to anything you've said.