Lewiston teller. [volume] (Lewiston, North Idaho) 1878-1900, 1891-11-19

Il DON'T tnIhk caI', saiu Grant 'sDoe.
your-the lady wish to 60 with your
MY cousin--ycs," l said, seeing that h.
expected all introduction. He raised his h..
and made some courteous and pleasant rs'
mark, to which Philippa, to my surnriss
replied In calm and fitting way.
Grant knew had no sister. called h..
cousin because had wild hope that. if m.
worst happened, might be able to conce.,
the true relationship in which we sto,a
and so be permitted to give evidence on hs,
behalf. trusted my wife would guess thai
had good reason for this deception.
TRY and manage this for me, Grant, ~
said so earnestly that my friend made mn
further demur. m
"rake me in your cab, and will see what
l can do"
During our drive TO the Shrehali ask.a
Grant what he knew about the impending
trial.
Nothing" he said frankly. II hate m,,r.
der cases-hate even to read about them ~
course know that Sir Mervyn Ferrand WA
killed, and hidden In the snow for DAYS and
days. But know no more"
''WhO Is the accused%'
Il don't know. l thought, frcm p,,,
anxiety, You must know him."
IL don't know. Stay, heard soma m.
who ought to be well informed, say yestsr.
day that the case for the prosecution w..
most feeble. He seemed 10 doub. il the
grand jury would return true bill"
As heard this pressed Philippa's hand
secretly. felt that she was trembling.
The drive to the Shirehall occupied onlya
few minutes. We did not go to the public
to- ~ vr,l,i n1, z
crowd Of people nearly blocking IN the
street. We stopped at another door, and
Grant, after looking round, caught sight Of
what appeared to be an inspector of police.
He entered into a little conversation with
him, the result OF which was that we were
given into his care.
This is a breach of the law" whispered
my friend as he babe me goodbye. You
will have to atone for it by a handsome
gratuity.''
We followed our guide. Philippa, al.
though walking with firm STEP leaned
heavily upon my arm. l scarcely know by
what door we entered that palace of justice,
The stalwart policeman led us through stone
corridors and passages, which re-ech0ed
with the tread of our feet, and at last we
found ourselves before double swinging
IL
letters was written Criminal Court
felt Philippa shudder, and knew that
the sight of those words brought the horror
of the situation fully home to her. Mechan.
ically pressed a sovereign in the hand Of
the venial inspector, or whatever he was;
then. holding my wife's hand, passed
through the noiseless swinging door into
the all but empty court.
A few policemen and other officials were
lounging about. Two or three people, who
had no doubt gained admittance in the same
way as we had done, We're seated in various
cOignes of vantage. led Philippa up the
broad steps, and pointed to one of the hard
wooden benches provided for the accom-
mediation Of the general public. These
benches were raised step by step, one above
another. We chose our position about half.
way up, OH the right-hand side Of the court.
Philippa, with her thick veil falling down
to her chin, and so defyng recognition. sank
YEARLY into her seat. placed myself be-
side her; my hand crept under the cloak
she Wore and held her hand
TO BE CONTINUED.