"Pardon me, your Honor, but I do not desire to leave the stand till I
have made clear to all who hear me that it is I, not the prisoner, who
am responsible for Mrs. Clemmens' death. The agony which I have been
forced to undergo in giving testimony against him, has earned me the
right to say the words that prove his innocence and my own guilt."
"But," said the Judge, "we do not consider you in any condition to give
testimony in court to-day, even against yourself. If what you say is
true, you shall have ample opportunities hereafter to confirm and
establish your statements, for you must know, Miss Dare, that no
confession of this nature will be considered sufficient without
testimony corroborative of its truth."
"But, your Honor," she returned, with a dreadful calmness, "I have
corroborative testimony." And amid the startled looks of all present,
she raised her hand and pointed with steady forefinger at the astounded
and by-no-means gratified Hickory. "Let that man be recalled," she
cried, "and asked to repeat the conversation he had with a young
servant-girl called Roxana, in Professor Darling's observatory some ten
weeks ago."
The suddenness of her action, the calm assurance with which it was made,
together with the intention it evinced of summoning actual evidence to
substantiate her confession, almost took away the breath of the
assembled multitude. Even Mr. Orcutt seemed shaken by it, and stood
looking from the outstretched hand of this woman he so adored, to the
abashed countenance of the rough detective, with a wonder that for the
first time betrayed the presence of alarm. Indeed, to him as to others,
the moment was fuller of horror than when she made her first
self-accusation, for what at that time partook of the vagueness of a
dream, seemed to be acquiring the substance of an awful reality.
Imogene alone remained unmoved. Still with her eyes fixed on Hickory,
she continued:
"He has not told you all he knows about this matter, any more than I. If
my word needs corroboration, look to him."
And taking advantage of the sensation which this last appeal occasioned,
she waited where she was for the Judge to speak, with all the calmness
of one who has nothing more to fear or hope for in this world.
But the Judge sat aghast at this spectacle of youth and beauty insisting
upon its own guilt, and neither Mr. Ferris nor Mr. Orcutt having words
for this emergency, a silence, deep as the feeling which had been
aroused, gradually settled over the whole court. It was fast becoming
oppressive, when suddenly a voice, low but firm, and endowed with a
strange power to awake and hold the attention, was heard speaking in
that quarter of the room whence Mr. Orcutt's commanding tones had so
often issued. It was an unknown voice, and for a minute a doubt seemed
to rest upon the assembled crowd as to whom it belonged.
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