As you know, it was beyond her to see a thing from two points of view at one and the same time.

It was also beyond her brother--the failing, as I think I have told you, was a family one--and her brother saw this matter only from the point of view of his own safety.
"A single word to Terence," he had told her, putting his back to the door of the dressing-room to bar her intended egress, "and you realise that it will be a court-martial and a firing party for me." That warning effectively checked her.

Yet certain stirrings of conscience made her think of the man who had imperilled himself for her sake and her brother's.
"But, Dick, what is to become of Ned ?" she had asked him.
"Oh, Ned will be all right.

What is the evidence against him after all?
Men are not shot for things they haven't done.

Justice will out, you know.