The labor world. [volume] (Duluth, Minn.) 1896-current, 1913-11-22
WITHIN i I.
THELAW
BY MARVIN DANA
FROM THE PLAY OF
BAYARD WELLER
Copyright 1913 by tho II. K. Fly
company.

It was ON this same day that Sa-
fah, on one of her numerous trips
through the store In behalf of Glider,
was accosted by salesgirl, whose
name, Helen Morris, she CHANGED to
know,
what on earth do you wanty' Sarah
inquired snapplshly.
what did they do to Mary Turner?"
'They sent her to prison for three
years."
Three years. The salesgirl had Ne
peated the words in tone that was in
definable, yet tone vehement in its in
credulous questioning 'Three yearsY'
she said again. as one refusing to be-
ueve.
Eyes, three years."
"Good God" There was no irrever-
ence IN the exclamation that broke
from the girls lips. Instead only q
tense horror that touched to the roots
of emotion.
Say" Sarah demanded, with the
directness habitual to her, why are
you so anxious about It? This is the
third time you have asked me about
Mary Turner. What's it to you, I'd
like to know?"
The salesgirl started violently, and
a deep flush drove the accustomed pal
lor from her cheeks. She was obvi.
ously much disturbed by the question.
'tWhat is it to meY' she repeated in
an effort to gain time. "Why, nothing
nothing at all, only-she's friend Of
mine, great friend Of mine. oh,
yesw
There was a monotone Of desolation
as she went on speaking in q whisper
meant for the ears Of no other. "It's
awful-three years! Oh, 1 didn't un-
derstand! It's awful-awfulw With
the final word she hurried off, her at
titude one Of wondering grief.
Sarah was thinking intently of Mary
Turner after her return to the Office.
AS she glanced up at the opening of the
door she did not at first recognize the
figure outlined there. She remembered
Mary Turner as tall, slender girl,
who showed an underlying vitality in
every movement, girl with a face of
regular features, in which was COM
plexion Of blended milk and roses, with
a radiant Joy of life shining through
all her arduous and vulgar conditions.
Instead Of this, now she saw a fra1l
form that stood swaying in the door
way, that bent In sinister fashion
which told Of bodily impotence, while
the face was quite bloodless.
"A man stood beside her, one Of his
hands clasped around the girls wrist
It was Cassidy, from headquarters.
who spoke in rough, Indifferent voice.
1.-THE district attorney told me to
bring this girl here On my way to the
Grand Central station with her"
"Mr. Glider will be right back. Come
in and wait"
The two went forward very slowly,
the officer, carelessly conscious Of his
duty, walking with awkward steps to
suit the feeble movements Of the girl.
Sarah at last found her voice for an
expression of sympathy.
'I'm sorry, Mary" she said hesitat-
ingly: "1'm terribly sorry, terribly
sOrry!'
The girl did not look up. She stood
still, swaying little, as If from weak
ness.
"Are your she said II. did not
know. Nobody has been near me the
whole time l have been in the Tombs. I"
"Why," Sarah exclaimed, there was
Helen Morris today! She has been
asking about you again and again.
She's all broken up over your trouble"
'Who is Helen Morris?" the llfeless
voice demanded. There was no inter-
est in the question.
Glider entered the Office with the
quick. busting activity that was ordi.
narily expressed in his every move
ment. He paused as he beheld the two