Justice: A Tragedy in Four Acts

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C. Scribner's Sons, 1910 - 109 halaman

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Halaman 58 - Law is what it is — a majestic edifice, sheltering all of us, each stone of which rests on another.
Halaman 68 - THE CHAPLAIN. It's a very rare thing for them to give way like that. COKESON. [Looking at him — in a tone of sudden dogged hostility.] I keep dogs. THE CHAPLAIN. Indeed? COKESON. Ye-es. And I say this : I wouldn't shut one of them up all by himself, month after month, not if he'd bit me all over. THE CHAPLAIN. Unfortunately, the criminal is not a dog; he has a sense of right and wrong.
Halaman 49 - Justice is a machine that, when some one has once given it the starting push, rolls on of itself. Is this young man to be ground to pieces under this machine for an act which at the worst was one of weakness?
Halaman 83 - It has grown very nearly dark. Suddenly the lid falls out of his hand with a clatter — the only sound that has broken the silence — and he stands staring intently at the wall where the stuff of the shirt is hanging rather white in the darkness — he seems to be seeing somebody or something there. There is a sharp tap and click; the cell light behind the glass screen has been turned up. The cell is brightly lighted.
Halaman 84 - A sound from far away, as of distant, dull beating on thick metal, is suddenly audible. FALDER shrinks back, not able to bear this sudden clamour. But the sound grows, as though some great tumbril were rolling towards the cell. And gradually it seems to hypnotise him. He begins creeping inch by inch nearer to the door. The banging sound, travelling from cell to cell, draws closer and closer; FALDER'S hands are seen moving as if his spirit had already joined in this beating, and the sound swells till...
Halaman 49 - Gentlemen, men like the prisoner are destroyed daily under our law for want of that human insight which sees them as they are, patients, and not criminals. If the prisoner be found guilty, and treated as though he were a criminal type, he will, as all experience shows, in all probability become one. I beg you not to return a verdict that may thrust him back into prison and brand him for ever. Gentlemen, Justice is a machine that, when some one has once given it the starting push, rolls on of itself.

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