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The passages he had quoted, and especially Oscar's letters to Lord Alfred Douglas, had created a strong prejudice in the minds of the jury. They ought not to have had this effect, I thought, but they had. My contempt for Courts of law deepened: those twelve jurymen were anything but the peers of the accused: how could they judge him? The second day of the trial was very different from the first.
Oscar waited doggedly, hat in hand. Mr. Finch paused, evidently considering what words he should use before he spoke again. His respect for Oscar's pecuniary position was great; but his respect for himself especially at the present crisis was, if possible, greater still.
"Not wholly that," said Annie Raymond. "It was luck and labor." "I accept the amendment, Miss Annie." Oscar's manner changed at once. Joe, the successful Californian, was very different from Joe, the hired boy. He became very attentive to our hero, and before he left town condescended to borrow twenty dollars of him, which he never remembered to repay.
Tiger appeared with a handsome collar around his neck the next morning; and all the explanation any one could get from his young master was, that he "traded for it." A week or two elapsed before Oscar's victim discovered the imposition that had been practiced upon him.
Preston was at first very much irritated by the teacher's complaints of Oscar's misconduct; and could he have taken the culprit in hand at the time, he would probably have handled him rather roughly. But several days elapsed before he found it convenient to talk with Oscar about the matter, and by this time his passion had subsided into anxiety and sorrow.
He was an ugly specimen of the Scotch terrier, and greatly resembled a bundle of old rope-yarn; but a more faithful or attached creature I never saw. The captain was not a little jealous of Oscar's friendship for me. I was the only person the dog had ever deigned to notice, and his master regarded it as an act of treason on the part of his four-footed favourite.
"Not as good as the dapple gray he gave me will be when I get time to break him," replied Douglas. "I don't know! I'm not as interested in things as I was." "What's the matter?" asked Charleton, sympathetically. "I guess Oscar's killing upset me," said Douglas vaguely. "I don't suppose you ever heard of Weltschmerz," mused Charleton.
Where is his room?" Mrs. Finch rose to show the way. Her husband opened his lips to interfere. "Leave it to me," I repeated. "I understand him; and you don't." For once in his life, the Pope of Dimchurch was reduced to silence. His amazement at my audacity defied even his powers of expression. I took Oscar's arm, and said, "You are worn out. Go to your room.
Their eyes were upon Armitage; and in their intentness they failed to note the increasing pace of Oscar's horse, which was spurting slowly ahead. When they saw that he would first make the sweep which they assumed to be the contemplated strategy of the charging party, they leveled their arms at him, believing that he must soon check his horse.
Seeing, however, that I was earnestly bent on making some sort of effort, he put a last question to me in these terms: "You have not described the gentleman yet. Is there, by lucky chance, anything remarkable in his personal appearance?" "There is something very remarkable, sir," I answered. "Describe it exactly, ma'am, if you please." I described Oscar's complexion.
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