"I'll gamble my life on that,
Carrigan!"
And because the Chief of Division with sixty years of experience
behind him, had believed that, Carmin Fanchet had not been held as
an accomplice in her brother's evildoing, but had gone back into
her wilderness uncrucified by the law that had demanded the life
of her brother. He would never forget the last time he had seen
Carmin Fanchet's eyes--great, black, glorious pools of gratitude
as they looked at grizzled old McVane; blazing fires of venomous
hatred when they turned on him. And he had said to McVane,
"The man pays, the woman goes--justice indeed is blind!"
McVane, not being a stickler on regulations when it came to
Carrigan, had made no answer.
The incident came back vividly to David as he waited for the
promised coming of Bateese. He began to appreciate McVane's point
of view, and it was comforting, because he realized that his own
logic was assailable. If McVane had been comparing the two women
now, he knew what his argument would be. There had been no
absolute proof of crime against Carmin Fanchet, unless to fight
desperately for the life of her brother was a crime. In the case
of Jeanne Marie-Anne Boulain there was proof.
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