open the door of the dock, and a moment later, feeling quite sick and giddy I was in the throng leaving the court. By the time I reached the street my darling was on her way to Holloway.
That afternoon, at three o'clock, Janet and I drove out to the prison, and, having shown our authorities, were instantly conducted to the room in which prisoners are permitted to interview their friends.
What the two women I loved best in the world said to each other during that interview I cannot remember. I only know that Janet kissed Alie and cried over her, and that Alie received it all with that gentle graciousness which was so wonderfully becoming to her. When we had discussed the events which had led up to the arrest, I asked Alie if she were quite comfortable.
"Perfectly," she answered. "My cell is by no means an unpleasant one, I have some books and writing materials, and I have arranged to have my meals brought in to me from a restaurant outside."
"What did you think of Brandwon's speech this morning?" I then asked her.
"I thought it very clever and impressive," she answered, "but I was not surprised when it proved of no avail. No! There is very little chance as far as I can see. In a month the officer from Singapore will be in London, and, unless something happens to prevent it, I shall be sent out East to stand my trial."
"Something must prevent it," whispered Janet.
"But what? You cannot escape so easily in England, I find," she answered. "These stone walls are very strong and the discipline is so perfect."
"But tell me, Alie," I broke in, "what Brandwon
