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Goodlaw interrupted again, to object to the testimony offered as incompetent and thereupon ensued an argument between counsel, which was cut short by the judge ordering the testimony to be excluded, and directing a bill of exceptions to be sealed for the plaintiff. The hour for the noon recess had now come, and court was adjourned to meet again at two o'clock.
Bachelor Billy was leaning forward across the railing of the witness-stand, speaking in a voice that could be heard in the remotest corner of the room, emphasizing his words with forceful gesticulation. No one could for a moment doubt his candor and earnestness. "You are very anxious that the plaintiff should succeed in this suit, are you not?" asked Goodlaw. "I dinna unnerstan' ye, sir."
The rumble of applause from the court-room as Goodlaw resumed his seat was quickly suppressed by the officers, and Sharpman arose to speak. He was calm and courteous, and seemed sanguine of success. But his mind was filled with the darkness of disappointment and the dread of disaster; and his heart was heavy with its bitterness toward those who had blocked his path.
His Honor continued: "It is now adjourning time and Saturday night. I think it would be impossible to conclude this case, even by holding an evening session; but perhaps we can get through with the testimony so that witnesses may be excused. What do you say, Mr. Goodlaw?" Goodlaw arose.
It was to discuss and settle this question, therefore, that the jury remained locked up in their room through so many hours. The day wore on and no verdict was rendered. Sharpman's spirits continued to rise, and Goodlaw feared that his case was lost. At four o'clock the jury sent in word that they had agreed, and a few minutes later they filed into the court-room.
But, lest something should occur of which we might wish to take advantage, we ask that the evidence be not closed until the meeting of court on Monday next." "Is that agreeable to you, Mr. Sharpman?" inquired the judge. "Perfectly," replied that lawyer, his face beaming with good nature. He knew that Goodlaw had given up the case and that his path was now clear.
Goodlaw rose to his feet. "Now, as a matter of fact, sir," he said, sternly, "did not you retail goods through the country that had been furnished to you by your confederates in crime? and was not your house in the city a place for the reception of stolen wares?" Craft's cane came to the floor with a sharp rap.
Maloney, "the lad'll be hungry whin he comes," and she left the room. Bachelor Billy lay very quiet, as if asleep, breathing regularly, his face somewhat pale and his lips blue, but he had not the appearance of one who is in danger. A few minutes later there came a gentle knock at the street door. Mrs. Burnham arose and opened it. Lawyer Goodlaw stood on the step.
"I will go to the shaft," she said. Her carriage was already at the door; she started toward it, throwing a light wrap across her arm as she went. Again the man on the bed moved and moaned. "Stay with him," she said to Andy, "until I come myself, or send some one to relieve you. See that he has everything he needs. He is my charge." Goodlaw helped her to the carriage.
"Mr. Goodlaw, you may take the witness." Goodlaw fixed his glasses more firmly on his nose, consulted briefly with his client, and then began his cross-examination. After drawing out much of the personal history of the witness, he went with him into the details of the Cherry Brook disaster. Finally he asked: "Did you know Robert Burnham in his lifetime?"
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