Eades’s tall figure had not yet lost the grace of youth, though it was giving the first evidence that he had reached that period of life when it would begin to gather weight. He was well dressed in the blue clothes of a business man, and he was young enough at thirty-five to belong to what may not too accurately be called the new school of lawyers, growing up in a day when the law is changing from a profession to a business, in distinction from the passing day of long coats of professional black, of a gravity that frequently concealed a certain profligacy, and, wherever it was successful, of native brilliancy that could ignore application. Eades’s dark hair was carefully parted above his smooth brow; he had rather heavy eyebrows, a large nose, and thin, tightly-set lips that gave strength and firmness to a clean-shaven face. He whispered a word to his assistant, and then said: "May it please the Court, when the case of the State _versus_ Henry C. Graves is reached, I should like to be heard." "The Court was about to dispose of that case, Mr. Eades," said the judge, looking over his docket and fixing his glasses on his nose. "Very well," said Eades, glancing at the group of young attorneys. "Mr. Metcalf, I believe, represents the defendant." The young lawyer thus indicated emerged from the group that seemed to keep so closely together, and said: "Yes, your Honor, we’d like to be heard also." "Graves may stand up," said the judge, removing his glasses and tilting back in his chair as if to listen to long arguments. Danner had been unlocking the handcuffs again, and the young man who had been so frequently remarked in the line rose. His youthful face flushed scarlet; he glanced about the court-room, saw Ward, drew a heavy breath, and then fixed his eyes on the floor. Eades looked at Metcalf, who stepped forward and began: "In this case, your Honor, we desire to withdraw the plea of not guilty and substitute a plea of guilty. And I should like to say a few words for my client." "Proceed," said McWhorter. Metcalf, looking at his feet, took two or three steps forward, and then, lifting his head, suddenly began: "Your Honor, this is the first time this young man has ever committed any crime. He is but twenty-three years old, and he has always borne a good reputation in this community. He is the sole support of a widowed mother, and--yes, he is the sole support of a widowed mother. He--a--has been for three years employed in the firm of Stephen Ward and Company, and has always until--a--this unfortunate affair enjoyed the confidence and esteem of his employers. He stands here now charged in the indictment with embezzlement; he admits his guilt. He has, as I say, never done wrong before--and I believe that this will be a lesson to him which he will not forget. He desires to throw himself on the mercy of the Court, and I ask the Court--to--a--be as lenient as possible." "Has the State anything to say?" asked the judge.