Atonement -- Fiction; Clergy -- England -- Fiction; Illegitimate children -- Fiction
The last words came as an after-thought, but they came from the heart,
and as no anti-climax to those who knew the nature of the work named. In
absolute silence Carlton availed himself of the chair in the dock,
dropping all but out of sight, and bending double, his heart throbbing,
his head singing, his hot hands pressed across his eyes. It was the
sudden hum of talk which told him that the justices had retired; days
passed in his brain before a hush as sudden announced their return.
Meanwhile there were the scraps of conversation that found their way to
his ears. Hearing all, he could distinguish little; but now and then a
familiar phrase leapt home, as familiar faces declare themselves afar.
"The gift of the gab" was one, and "He'd argue black was white" another.
But some one said, "Give the devil his due"; and with that single crumb
of justice Robert Carlton had to crouch content until his present fate
was sealed.
But the hush came at last, and sank to profound silence as the
magistrates took their seats--Rhadamanthus keen and grim--the clergymen
plainly angry with each other. Preston's honest face hid no more of his
feelings than heretofore, but the chairman cloaked annoyance with the
fraction of a smile, and only his voice betrayed him as he addressed the
prisoner.
"After a long and patient hearing," said Wilders, "the bench find this a
case of ve-ry con-sid-er-able doubt in-deed. But, upon the whole, and
taking all the cir-cum-stances into care-ful con-sid-er-ation, they are
of o-pin-i-on that there is not enough ev-i-dence to justify them in
sending the case to the assizes. The charge is therefore dis-missed. I
should like, however, to add one word in respect to a witness, who
might, had he been a less chiv-al-rous opponent--a less mag-nan-i-mous
man--have sat here upon the bench instead of entering the witness-box to
suffer the remorseless cross-questioning of a personal enemy. I could
wish, indeed"--with covert meaning--"that Sir Wilton Gleed had seen fit
to take his proper place in this court! I need hardly say that he quits
it without stain or slur, of any sort or kind, upon his character; and
that he does so with the heartfelt sympathy of one, at all events, of
his colleagues upon the bench."
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