For the moment he stopped, as if he had said all that he intended to
say. Perhaps he felt that it was not for the jurymen to know, or for
that gaping crowd to know the real thoughts that were in his heart.
But no one made a movement as if to go. Men and women sat there,
hungry to hear more, eager for the continuance of the exciting scene
which had aroused them to the very depths of their nature. One man who
was there has told me since that he forgot, just as others had
forgotten, that Paul Stepaside was being tried for murder. It was
rather some great drama of life which was being acted for their
benefit, and which held them all spellbound as if by some magician's
power. They could not understand the why and the wherefore. Their
minds were too bewildered and excited to realise what lay behind it
all, but all felt that there was something momentous, tragic.
Presently the judge lifted his head as if to speak again. That he was
suffering terribly, and undoubtedly that he was under the influence of
mighty emotions all were sure. Many there were who, forgetful of all
else, pitied him. But the prevailing feeling was that of wonder and
eager expectation of what might come next.
"I need not say," went on the judge, "that the proceedings of yesterday
are nullified by my action to-day. I need not say that another of his
Majesty's judges will have to sit in my place, that a new jury will
have to be sworn, and the case will have to be re-tried from the
beginning. But with that I have nothing to do, and for the moment,
although it is not in accordance with any law or usage, I want to say
what is in my heart. It was only late last night that I learnt of the
relationship between the man who is known as Paul Stepaside and myself,
and therefore I could not make known my intentions before; but this I
do wish to say, here, in the presence of all who have gathered together
to witness this trial--Paul Stepaside is my lawful son, and,
unknowingly, I have sinned against him grievously and greatly. His
mother is my lawful wife--how and where she became so it is not for me
to tell you or for you to know--but such is the truth. Concerning the
fact itself, however, I wish it to be made known--as it will be made
known--that his mother is my lawful wife, and that he is my lawful son,
and that I do here and now confess the wrong which I have done to him,
even although that wrong was to me largely unknown. In a sense there
is no need that I should make this explanation in this way; but I do it
because my conscience compels me to do so and because I wish here and
now to ask my son's forgiveness."
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