To-day she had evidently been watching in both directions,
watching eagerly the carriages as they climbed the hill, as well
as in the direction of the prison.
"How can I ever thank you, Professor Kennedy," she greeted us at
the door, keeping back with difficulty the tears that showed how
much it meant to have any one interest himself in her husband's
case.
There was that gentleness about Mrs. Godwin that comes only to
those who have suffered much.
"It has been a long fight," she began, as we talked in her modest
little sitting-room, into which the sun streamed brightly with no
thought of the cold shadows in the grim building below. "Oh, and
such a hard, heartbreaking fight! Often it seems as if we had
exhausted every means at our disposal, and yet we shall never give
up. Why cannot we make the world see our case as we see it?
Everything seems to have conspired against us--and yet I cannot, I
will not believe that the law and the science that have condemned
him are the last words in law and science.
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