One Girl's Confession

he was mixed up in some kind of a racket

with Gregory, but after all,

he was my father, and I loved him.

Gregory ruined him,

and I made up my mind that I'd get even.

Now I've got a chance.

I'm sorry, young lady, but you can't

take the law into your own hands.

No matter what your reasons

and motives are, you cannot justify stealing.

Look, Mr...

Mr. District Attorney, I work like a fool,

scrubbing floors, washing dishes, serving,

and all for a little food and a stuffy room.

I'm not complaining,

but every day I must hear,

"lf it wasn't for the memory

of my poor father..."

I'm sick of it! I want to get out of this misery!

Well, you certainly

won't get out of it this way.

How much do you think you'll get for it?

Mary Adams, one to 10 years

in the California Institute for Women!

Say, what are you brooding about?

Don't be a fool.

You only have four months left to go.

-How long are you in for?

-Five years. So what?

Once here.

Over. Here.

Now, you try it once.

What is it? Now, come, sit down.

Sit there and I'll finish it for you.

Come in.

Mary Adams. Come in, sit down.

Mary, we,

Father Benedict, the guards and myself,

have been watching you for quite a while.

-Have I done something wrong?

-No, not at all.

We just wonder what keeps you

so cheerful all the time.

What's wrong with that?

That's quite all right, my child.

We're not criticizing you.

On the contrary, we appreciate your attitude.

Yeah?

What I want to know...

You seem to like it here.

That would be slightly exaggerating,

but I take things as they come.

What else could I do?

You see, I have hopes,

and I'm making plans for the future.

Well, just last night, I did a little figuring,

and instead of counting the days

I have behind me, I figured out

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