Bracing himself up, he stood aside for the Governor to go before him, and then walked out of Court with a firm step. The ring of his tread was plainly heard as he passed through the green baize door that led to the Deemster's room. The spectators looked into each other's faces as if bewildered by what they had seen and heard. Although the business of the day was not yet over most of them trooped out, feeling that they had been witnessing a drama whereof only a part had been revealed to them--as by dark shadows on a white blind. END OF FOURTH BOOK _FIFTH BOOK_ THE REPARATION CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE "VICTOR! VICTOR! MY VICTOR!" "Good heavens, how was I to know that things would turn out so badly?" It was the Governor, alone with Stowell in the Deemster's room, at the end of the second day of the Court of General Gaol Delivery. "As for you, what have you to reproach yourself with? So far as this case is concerned you have done nothing that is wrong or irregular. The girl was guilty. You gave her a fair trial. The law required that she should be condemned. You had to condemn her. Then why take things so tragically?" "But Fenella?" "She will get over it. Of course she will. What sensible woman is going to throw away the happiness of a life-time because of something that happened before she came on to the scene?" "You heard what she said, Sir?" "I did, and thought it nonsense. I heard what you said also, and thought it madness. What a providential escape! Thank God it is all over! The miserable case is at an end. Let us think no more about it." An Inspector of Police cams into the room to say that Miss Stanley had left the Castle at the close of the murder trial and asked him to tell her father that she was going home by train. The Governor, with knitted eyebrows and a frown, dismissed the Inspector, and then said to Stowell, as he turned to go, "All the same I am bound to say the whole thing has been unfortunate--damnably unfortunate!" Stowell continued to sit for some minutes in his robes after the Governor had left him. Joshua Scarff came with a glass of brandy. "Take this, your Honour. It will strengthen your nerves for your drive home. I could see you were not well when you arrived this morning." Stowell had drunk the brandy and was setting down the tumbler when the Inspector came back to say that after the murder trial he had liberated Dan Baldromma, but had just been compelled to arrest somebody else. "Who else?" "Mr. Gell. The gentleman seems to have gone clean off it, Sir. It's the loss of his case, I suppose." Ever since the Court had risen he had been demanding to be allowed to see the Deemster and threatening what he would do to him. So to prevent the Advocate from doing a mischief the police had put him in the cells. "Set him at liberty at once," said Stowell. "Before your Honour leaves the Castle?" "Instantly."