“Why do you have no pity?” I heard the counsel asking me. “I do have pity,” I said. One of the judges, whom I had known since I was a young bride, said, “Please, Kath-chen. Can’t you show us a little heart? Haven’t you any tears to show?” You were crying, Greta. I could see you. And so were your brothers. But I have cried so much in my life that there are no tears left in me. That was my testimony.
