Counsel.--"Oh! he is a pluralist, is he? Will you swear that it was not half-past five when the prisoner called?" Witness.--"Yes, I will; for at half-past five it is quite dark." "Will you swear it was not twenty-five minutes past?" asked the counsel. Witness.--"Yes, Sir, I think I will, quite safely; for, as I told the other gentleman, though the sun was just down, and it might be a little grayish, yet there was plenty of light, and I could see across the street; for I remember wondering what Higgins, the grocer, was doing with a barrel he was twisting round before his door." Counsel.--"Now upon your oath, Sir, what time was it really when the prisoner came?" Witness.--"As near as I can guess, from five to ten minutes after five." Counsel.--"And on what day did you say?" Witness.--"On the fifth of February." Counsel.--"Do you happen to recollect some circumstances that took place at your master's house on the morning of the first of that month?" Witness, rubbing his head.--"Not quite rightly, Sir. What circumstances do you mean? I don't remember what day the first was." Counsel.--"Then how do you happen to remember so accurately all that took place upon the fifth?" Witness, with a laugh.--"Oh, that is easily told. We came back to Sandbourn on the sixth, and I had a precious quantity of packing up to do on the fifth; so I recollect all about that day, well enough." Counsel.--"Now as to the time when the prisoner went away, are you quite sure that it was not half-past five that struck?" "Quite, Sir," answered the witness; "I heard the half-hour go while I was talking with the gipsey woman, and the quarter to six just as my master and the prisoner were walking from the library to the hall-door, which I had got open in my hand. I counted three-quarters." "You can't struggle against that," growled the judge; and the witness was suffered to go down.