ged. "Your manner and your
words indicate very plainly that you're not out of it--that you merely
wish you were. Isn't that the truth? Don't you?"

"Well," and the man lit a fresh cigarette, "I feel that way about every
murder case."

"But especially about this one. You're not naturally a persecutor.
You don't naturally want to railroad men to the penitentiary. And I
believe that, as a general thing, you didn't do it. You tried it in my
case; election was coming on, you had just run up against two or three
acquittals, and you had made up your mind that in my case you were
going to run the gauntlet to get a conviction. I don't believe you
wanted to send me up simply for the joy of seeing an innocent man
confined in prison. You wanted a conviction--wasn't that it?"

"Every prosecutor works for that."

"Not when he knows the man is innocent, Mr. Worthington. You knew
that--I have proof. I have evidence that you found it out almost at
the beginning of my trial--August second, to be exact--and that you
used this information to your own ends. In other words, it told you
what the defense would testify; and you built up, with your
professional experts, a wall to combat it. Now, isn't that the truth?"

"Why--" The former district attorney took more time than usual to
knock the ashes from his cigarette, then suddenly changed the subject.

"You spoke of a suit you might bring when you came in here?"

"Yes. Against the city. I have a perfect one. I was persecuted when
the official in charge of the case knew that I was not guilty. To that
end I can call the three doctors I've mentioned and put them on the
stand and ask them why they did not testify in the case. I also can
call the officials of Bellstrand Hospital in New York where you
conducted certain experiments on cadavers on the night of August
second; also a doctor who saw you working in there and who watched you
personally strike the blows with a mallet; further, I can produce the
records of the hospital which state that you were there, give the names
of the entire party, together with the number of corpses experimented
upon. Is that sufficient evidence that I know what I'm talking about?"

Worthington examined his cigarette again.

"I suppose it's on the books down there. But there's nothing to state
of what the experiments consisted."

"I have just told you that I have an eye-witness. Further, there are
the three doctors."

"Have you seen th