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Novelist, s. of Matthew L., Deputy Sec. in the War Office, was ed. at Westminster and Oxf. Thereafter he went to Germany. Poet and Orientalist, b. at Denholm, Roxburghshire, gave early evidence of superior ability, and his f., who was a shepherd, destined him for the Church.
It had been so easy for him to secure the first lot; perhaps he wanted to sell them another lot. The simple Indians, of course, would be persuaded that the incendiary came from across the river " Mr. Denholm rose. "I object," he said. "My eminent friend has no right to suggest such ideas to the jury. There is no evidence " Mr. Pascoe beamed upon his young opponent.
"Why?" asked the judge. One would have said the whole room breathed the question. "They had mutilated her," whispered Colina. "Her her tongue was cut off." A single low sound of horror was forced from the crowd. The prisoner half rose with a choking cry and collapsed with his head in his arms on the table. Denholm, as pale as a sheet, flung an arm around his shoulders.
The prisoner, in short, is an amazingly clever young man. Now, can you imagine a man with even the rudiments of good sense persuading himself that he could make a successful Indian uprising at this date? There is a serious " Denholm was stopped by a commotion that arose outside the door of the court-room. There was a great throng in the corridor as well. He looked to the bench for aid.
"That's what I want to know; perhaps it would be little red-haired Chris Denholm. I can't exactly tell you, Sarah." "Here none of that you're pullin' " Sarah caught the Archbishop's frown, and corrected herself adroitly. "It ain't true, Mr. Kennedy, is it now?" "God knows, Sarah, I don't. I'm earning two pounds a week in a motor shop and living in the old ken by Union Street. Mr.
Meanwhile, as they argued back and forth and his fate hung in the balance, he found himself staring at the patch of pale winter sky which showed in the tall window. The air was clean up there. The sky was a noble, empty place unpolluted by foul breath and villainy and lies! When Denholm arose to speak for the prisoner, the jury regarded him with curiosity tempered by pity.
Pascoe and Denholm each sprang up to greet the new witness as if by the warmth of his welcome she would be attracted to his side. "One moment, gentlemen," said the judge. He addressed Colina, "You have evidence to give in this case?" Colina gravely inclined her head. His lordship frowned. "This is very irregular. I must ask you why you have delayed until this moment?"
"Favorable," she murmured. John Gaviller looked up astonished. The judge gave her over to Denholm. "Will you examine?" he asked. Denholm consulted with his client. Ambrose, up to this moment so indifferent to the lawyers, could be seen giving him positive instructions. Denholm expostulated with him. The bench showed symptoms of impatience. Finally Denholm rose. "My lord," he said.
A profound sensation was created within the court. The confusion was stilled as by magic. All those inside turned back to look at the young prisoner. He had leaped to his feet, and stood gazing toward the door with a wild, white, awakened face. Denholm had a restraining hand on his shoulder.
The only witnesses were the bride's father, who gave her away, and Mr. and Mrs. Arthur Denholm. With the traveling costume the bride wore the wonderful set of black-fox furs which have been town talk during the past month. Ambrose Doane was the purchaser. The news was suppressed until to-day on account of the desire of all parties to avoid further publicity. We learn that Mr. and Mrs.
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