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I don't know," he burst out suddenly through an
enormous rent in his solemnity, "if she thinks him absolutely a saint,
but she certainly imagines him to be a martyr."
It is one of the advantages of that magnificent invention, the prison,
that you may forget people which are put there as though they were dead.
One needn't worry about them. Nothing can happen to them that you can
help. They can do nothing which might possibly matter to anybody. They
come out of it, though, but that seems hardly an advantage to themselves
or anyone else. I had completely forgotten the financier de Barral. The
girl for me was an orphan, but now I perceived suddenly the force of
Fyne's qualifying statement, "to a certain extent." It would have been
infinitely more kind all round for the law to have shot, beheaded,
strangled, or otherwise destroyed this absurd de Barral, who was a danger
to a moral world inhabited by a credulous multitude not fit to take care
of itself. But I observed to Fyne that, however insane was the view she
held, one could not declare the girl mad on that account.


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