Gordon seemed to take no further interest in the trial. He only sat day after day and watched Ruth. Now and then a faint flush tinged1 the prison pallor of his cheeks as from some thought passing in his memory.
Barringer’s speech to the jury was one of fierce and terrible eloquence2. Every art of persuasion3, every trick of oratory4, every force of personality he used with pitiless power. In ridicule5, sarcasm6, invective7, pathos8 and logic9, his voice rose and fell, pulsed and quivered, or rang with the peal10 of a trumpet11. He held the jury in the hollow of his hand for four hours, while Ruth stared at him with her heart in her throat, every word cutting her flesh like a knife or smashing the tissues of her brain with the force of a bludgeon.
The jury retired12.
Through the dreary13 hours of the afternoon Ruth sat in the anteroom by Gordon’s side waiting for the verdict. Minutes lengthened14 into hours, and hours into days and years, until time and eternity15 were one, and she lived a life of despair or hope within the second between the ticks of the clock on the wall.
She tried to say a word of cheer to Gordon, and choked. The little chin drooped16, showing the white teeth, and she sat in dumb misery17 like a sick child.
The man looked at her tenderly and said:
“You must be calm, Ruth, dear. Death is a physical incident that no longer interests me, except as it affects you. You are the one miracle of life and death to me.”
She pressed his hand and could not answer.
At five o’clock the jury returned for instructions, and she listened with agony to their awful questions.
At six o’clock there was a hurried stir in the court-room. The crowd surged into its doors and packed every inch of space.
The jury were filing in with their verdict.
The judge solemnly took his seat, and the clerk summoned Gordon to stand up.
The giant figure rose with dignity and his steel-gray eyes pierced the jury.
The foreman’s lips moved:
“Guilty of murder in the first degree!”
A long breath, a stir, a murmur18, and then a broken sob19 from a woman’s heart. Her arms were around his neck, her head on his breast, and her swollen20 lips in low, piteous tones cried:
“My darling!”
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