“Trafford's account is most satisfactory,” said Foss-brooke, “and I
trust the letter of which he was the bearer from his mother will amply
corroborate all he says.”
“I like the young man,” said the Judge, with that sort of authoritative
tone that seems to say, The cause is decided,--the verdict is given.
“There's always good stuff in a fellow when he is not afraid of
poverty,” said Fossbrooke. “There are scores of men will rough it for
a sporting tour on the Prairies or a three months' lion-shooting on the
Gaboon; but let me see the fellow bred to affluence and accustomed to
luxury, who will relinquish both, and address himself to the hard work
of life rather than give up the affection of a girl he loves. That's the
man for me.”
“I have great trust in him,” said Lendrick, thoughtfully.
“All the Bench has pronounced but one,” cried the Chief. “What says our
brother Haire?”
“I 'm no great judge of men. I 'm no great judge of anything,” muttered
Haire; “but I don't think one need be a sphinx to read that he is a
right good fellow, and worthy of the dearest girl in Christendom.”
“Well summed up, sir; and now call in the prisoner.”
Fossbrooke slipped from the room, but was speedily back again. “His
sentence has been already pronounced outside, my Lord, and he only begs
for a speedy execution.”
“It is always more merciful,” said the Chief, with mock solemnity; “but
could we not have Tom over here? I want to have you all around me.”
“I 'll telegraph to him to come,” said Fossbrooke. “I was thinking of it
all the morning.”
About three weeks after this, Chief Baron Lendrick opened the Commission
at Limerick, and received from the grand jury of the county a most
complimentary address on his reappearance upon the Bench, to which he
made a suitable and dignified reply. Even the newspapers which had so
often censured the tenacity with which he held to office, and inveighed
against the spectacle of an old and feeble man in the discharge of
laborious and severe duties, were now obliged to own that his speech was
vigorous and eloquent; and though allusion had been faintly made in the
address to the high honor to which the Crown had desired to advance him
and the splendid reward which was placed within his reach, yet, with
a marked delicacy, had he forborne from any reference to this passage
other than his thankfulness at being so far restored to health that he
could come back again to those functions, the discharge of which formed
the pride and the happiness of his life.
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