The Sunday herald and weekly national intelligencer., 1890-05-25

uncomfortable as it was, but he would have
been much more so had he been aware of an in
terview which took place that same evening be-
tween Sergeant Trumper and Mrs. Cecil Her.
bert.
Next morning Dick was brought up before the
magistrate, feeling very seedy and disheveled
after his night in the police cell. There were
not many people in court, and Dick, as he looked
anxiously around earnestly hoped that none of
his friends or acquaintance were present.
Horrors Were his eyes decevng him, or was
it dreadful reality? There, upon one of the
front benches her eyes turned straight toward
him, sat Mrs. Cecil Herbert. sense of over
whelming shame came upon the luckless young
man, and he felt ready to sink through the floor,
but mingled with his shame was a feeling of BIT
ter wrath against the policeman, who had so
cruelty deluded him.
The clerk read out the charge from the sheet.
twas to the effect that che had taken out dog
in the streets, unmuzZled and also violently re-
sisted Police Sergeant Trumper in the execution
of his duty"
Dicks handsome face flushed up with burning
rage. After the quiet manner in which he had
given in, on purpose to avoid shindy, this was
really rather too bad No doubt this officer was
one of those vile creatures of the law who make
their reputation by trumpingup charges against
| innocent persons and his promise had been
merely ruse TO strengthen the case against his
| victim.
In loud and indignant voice Dick pleaded,
| "Nct guilty!'
The Sergeant was at once called in support of
his charge.
| AS he came forward Dick regarded him with
| glance SO whitening that, could looks kill, the
| officer must have fallen down dead on the spot.
| AS it was, however, he met Dicks eye with
stare of supercious triumph, which made the
| young man feel inclined to spring at him and
| tear his head from his shoulders.
81 met the prisoner last night in Bond street."
| the Sergeant deposed. ''He was leading pug
dog unmuzzled 1 stopped him, asked for his
name and address, and told him to hand the dog
over to me. He refused, and his manner was so
confused and suspicious that doubted whether
he'd come by the dog honestly; so l took him
into custody. The prisoner resisted Violently
kicked and struck me with all his might In
deed, 1t was some while before 1 could get the
| handouts on. His language was very offensive
he swore that the dog belonged to a friend of
his, who valued it highly, and that he'd see me
| id before took it from him.
| Dick stood dumfounded, no less with aston
ishment than with rage at the brazen impudence
with which the policeman periured himself.
But, after all, it was when the fellow began to
give some true evidence that Dicks bitterest in
dignation was aroused.
'To save trouble,' the Sergeant continued, ~
took him off to the station in a cab. On the way
he made confession to me of the exact circum-
stances relating to his possession of the dog"
If Dick had been armed with loaded pistol
at that moment he certainly would have put
the charge into Sergeant Trumper's head. But
as he was not, he had to stand quietly there and
witness his own lasting exposure and degradation
in the eyes of Constance Herbert. The thought
maddened him And to think that any one
bearing the semblance Of humanity should be
so diabOlically treacherous as this accursed
! policeman
''I1e said, the Sergeant resumed, ''that the
dog belonged to Mrs. Cecil Herbert, of No. 500
CurZon street, Mayfair; that he had been at her
house that afternoon, and that the animal had
followed him away
Dick clung to the rail of the dock, and the
court seemed to swim before his eyes. His own
fatal confession being detailed word for
word In another minute the worst part of the
! exposure would come.
''He declared" the officer went on. in his
calm monotonous voice, "that he didn't find
nearly reached the Piccadilly end of Bond street,
and that then he tied string to its collar and
began to lead it-Jack to its home ~
Dick started, and a look of intense perpleXity
appeared on his face. Then light flashed
across his mind, which filled him with a sudden
thrill of JOY Was it possible that he had mis-
taken the whole drift of the Sergeant's evil
dence? Was it possible that he was going to
be ''made," not marred, by this internal scrape
''Was the prisoner walking in the direction
of Curzon street?n the Magistrate asked.
Dick waited in terrible suspense for the an
swer. When it came he saw that he was saved
And, daring to look now for the first time at the
widow, he read in her expressive eyes tender
admiration which he had never marked there
before.
"He1OaSF ~ the Sergeant admitted, reluctantly.
"And ! have communicated with Mrs. Her
bert, who, as far as she is connected with the
matter, confirms the prisoners statement"
OF what happened just after this Dick had,
in the future, no clear remembrance. He was
in dream of delightful relief He hardly
heard what the Magistrate sad and the censure
he passed on him for resisting the police glided
off him like water from ducks back. Indeed
he paid his fine of three pounds and costs, with
out being actively conscious of it, and left the
court with his head in a sort of whirl.
Outside he found Constance Herbert waiting
for him, accompanied by Fido, whose retrousse
nose was now thrust into a large wire muzZle
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