Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1904-07-02
CHAPTER V.

S11AI Ell "
1 had shot my bolt and l was going to
die; l could it in the way the kings
advocate tossed his head back, futtered
his bands, looked at the jury box, and be-
gan to Play with the seals on his fob The
court hac resumed its stiffness A man in
some sort of livery passed a square paper
to the lord mayor, the lord mayor passed
it TO Lord Stowell, who opened it with a
Jerking motion of an ancient fashion that
impressed me immensely. 1t was as If l,
there at the end of my life, were looking at
a man opening a letter of the reign of
Queen Anne. The shadows of his ancient
wrnkled face changed he read, raising
his eyebrows and puckering his mouth. He
harded the unfolded paper to Mr.. Baron
Garrow, then with one wrinkled finger beck
oned the attorney general to him. The third
Judge WAS still asleep.
What the devils this?" the turnkey
beside me said to his companion.
l was IL good deal of pain, and felt
sickly that every pulse of my heart throb-
bed in my mangled hand. The other spat
straight IL front of him.
"Damme If l know" he said This
cursed business ought to have been over
and done with an hour agone L told links
to have my rarebt and noggin down by the
gate-house fire at half-past five and it's
six now
They began an mterminable argument
under their breaths
It's that wager of Lord Marchs' .
run a mile, walk a mile, eat five pounds of
mutton, drink five pints of clarct. No 1T
amt Medmenham coach amt in vet
roads too heavy 1t is. What
else would stop the court at this time Of
right? 1t isn't, or Justice Best'u be a
awake and hedging his bets.
In dizzy way l noted the attorney gen.
eral making his way carefully back be-
tween the benches to his knot of barristers
and their wigs went all together in bunch
DIR cl1dH nrII int q
sheaf The heads of the other barristers
were like unreaped ears. A man with
face like weasefs called to man with
face like a devils-he was leaving the
court-somethng about an ambassa dor.
The other stopped. turned and deposited his
bag again. l heard the deep voice of Sir
Robert Clifford say, What! 80 Never! - >
too infamous ." and then the interest
and the light seemed to flicker out together
l could hardly see.
One loud one barked, You can't hear
him, minds; in Rex V. Marsupenstein
A lot began calling all together. "Ah, but
that was different, Mr. Attorney. You
couldn't subpoena him. he being in the
position of extra lege commune. But If he
offers a statement ~
The candles seemed to be waving deliber-
ately like elm tops in high wind.
Some one called. CLERK, fetch me Volume
XIII | think we shall find there
You recollect the case of Hildeshe!n
V Roe Wasn't it H:ldegaulen and
another, MUD? tried the case my
self The Prussian plenipotentiary -
l wanted to call out to them that 1t was
not worth while to try their dry tbroats
any more; that having shot my bolt gave
in. But l could not think of any words, /
was so tired. Il didn't sleep at all last
night l found myself saying to myself
The sleeping judge woke up suddenly and
snarled. why in heavens name don't we
get on? We shall be all night. Let him
call the second name on the list We can
take the Spanish ambassador when you
have settled. For my part 1 think we
ought to hear him ."
Lord StowelI said suddenly. Prisoner at
the bar, some gentlemen have volunteered
statements on your behalf. If you wish it,
they can be called?
| didn't answer: I did not understands: l
wanted to tell him did not care. because
the Lion was posted as overdue and Sera-
phina was drowned The court seemed 10
be moving slowly up and down in front of
me like the deck of a ship. 1 thought L
| was bound again, and on the sofa in the
gorgeous cabin of the Madre- de-Dios. Some
| one seemed to be calling. Prisoner at the
bar Prisoner at the bar .