"Isn't it a fact," he demanded, "that all these large bequests to societies for the psychic development of monkies or mice or old ladies, as the case may be, were made for the express purpose of preventing your Uncle James and his family from participating in the enjoyment of the family estate?" "Exactly," answered Paula calmly. Mr. Cooley gave vent to a noisy chuckle. Turning to Dr. McMutrie, he said: "Ah! That establishes irresponsibility." "Quite so--quite so," chimed in Professor Bodley, trying to look alert by peering over his spectacles. But the lawyer's interference only earned for him a well-merited rebuke from the head of the commission. Frigidly the examiner said: "I prefer to draw my own conclusions, Mr. Cooley." Turning again to Paula, he went on: "You left your church a year ago--why?" "Because Mr. James Marsh is one of its chief pillars," she replied spiritedly. "He prays the loudest and receives the most homage----" Tod laughed outright. "That's rather rough on you, Jimmy!" Mr. Cooley glared at him. "Silence, sir!" he thundered. "How dare you!" exclaimed Jimmy, in a fierce undertone. The lawyer tried to impress on the physicians the importance of the girl's replies. "The illusion of imaginary wrongs," he said, "must have taken a terrible hold on her when it compels her to give up her religion." "I did not give up my religion," protested Paula quickly. "I gave up a church that countenanced hypocrisy." "You said," interrupted the examiner, "that the law of compensation will punish him. What is the law of compensation?" "It's the pit a man digs for others--and falls into himself." "And if the law of compensation fails," interposed Mr. Cooley, "you'll undertake Uncle James' punishment yourself--eh?" "Mr. Cooley--I must insist!" cried the examiner angrily. Paula was rapidly becoming more and more hysterical. With growing exaltation she cried: "Yes, I will--of that you may rest assured!" Mr. Cooley, with an expression of triumph on his coarse face, looked toward the examiner. "The law would construe that answer as a threat, sir." Professor Bodley leaned forward to ask a question: "How would you punish him, young lady?" The girl shook her head. "I don't know--it will come to me." "She will hear a voice within, eh?" laughed Dr. Zacharie. "Ah--so you hear voices?" demanded the examiner. "Oh, yes, she does," said Dr. Zacharie. "We all hear voices within," said Paula seriously. She stopped speaking. The men all looked at each other significantly. Then she went on: "Something tells us to do this or that, and we obey. We obey blindly--instinctively. Men call it reason, but it's only intuition."