"Sir, if you have been sufficiently well entertained with this exhibition of gorilla intelligence and malignity, will you have the goodness to put a stop to the performance and proceed with the business of the day?" asked Lord Vincent arrogantly. "Aye, lad! though, as ye ask for a short delay of proceeding, in order to get your counsel, which is but reasonable, there is no business on hand but just to remand you and your companion--puir lassie!--back to prison, for future examination," said the magistrate. Then turning to a policeman, he said: "If that strange creature becomes disorderly again, remove her from the room." "Nebber mind, ole marse! he no call for to take de trouble. I done said all I gwine to say and now I gwine to shut up my mouf tight. I'd scorn to hit a man arter he's down," said Katie, bridling with a lofty assumption of magnanimity. And as she really did shut her mouth fast, the point of expulsion was not pressed. "And noo, lad, naething remains but to send you back," said Sir Alexander. "I remarked to you before, sir, that I object to be remanded to prison, since nothing is proved against me. I totally object!" said the viscount stubbornly. "Aye, lad, it appears too that ye object to maist things in legal procedure; the whilk is but natural, ye ken, for what saith the poet? "'Nae thief e'er felt the halter draw Wi' guid opinion o' the law,'" replied the magistrate, with a touch of caustic humor. "But, sir, I am ready to give bail to any amount." "It will na do, lad. The accusation is too grave a one. Nae doubt ye would gi'e me bail, and leg bail to the boot o' that. Na, Malcolm, ye hae had your fling, lad, and noo yee'll just hae to abide the consequences," replied the magistrate, taking up a pen to sign a document that his clerk laid before him. "Then I hope, sir, that since we are to be kept in restraint, we shall be placed in something like human quarters; and not in that den of wild beasts, your filthy police station," said the viscount. "Ou, aye, surely, lad. Ye shall be made as comfortable as is consistent wi' your safe-keeping. Christie, take the prisoners to the jail, and ask the governor to put them in the best cells at his disposal, as a special favor to mysel'. And ask him also in my name to be kind and considerate to the female prisoner--puir lassie!" said the magistrate, handing the document to the policeman in question. "Ole marse--" began Katie, breaking her word, and addressing the bench. "The court is adjourned," said the magistrate, rising. "But, ole marse--" repeated Katie. "Remove the prisoners," he said, coming down from his seat. "Yes, but, ole marse--" she persisted. "Dismiss the witnesses!" he ordered, passing on. "Laws bless my soul alive, can't a body speak to you?" exclaimed Katie, catching hold of his coat and detaining him. "What is it that you want, creature?" demanded Sir Alexander, in astonishment.