I cannot write all. My heart is too full. Cannot you come and
advise me? Even if you cannot take up the case to which I have
devoted my life, tell me what to do. I am enclosing a check for
expenses, all I can spare at present.
Sincerely yours,
NELLA GODWIN.
"Are you going?" I asked, watching Kennedy as he tapped the check
thoughtfully on the desk.
"I can hardly resist an appeal like that," he replied, absently
replacing the check in the envelope with the letter.
XXIII
THE DEATH HOUSE
In the early forenoon, we were on our way by train "up the river"
to Sing Sing, where, at the station, a line of old-fashioned cabs
and red-faced cabbies greeted us, for the town itself is hilly.
The house to which we had been directed was on the hill, and from
its windows one could look down on the barracks-like pile of stone
with the evil little black-barred slits of windows, below and
perhaps a quarter of a mile away.
There was no need to be told what it was. Its very atmosphere
breathed the word "prison.
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