George Clark, the cabman.—“I was on the stand at the Elephant and Castle on Wednesday last, about a quarter past five in the afternoon, when I saw two gentlemen in a gig, and one standing on the path. I pulled over, when the latter gentleman, Mr. Scott, surgeon, of Rockingham Row, got in. On reaching Wimbledon Common, we saw a carriage drawn up; it had post-horses: and there was a stanhope as well. The gentleman then got out of my cab. In a few minutes, I heard the report of fire-arms; on which, I and the postillion ran towards the spot. When we reached it, the deceased had fallen, and the parties had all left, except Mr. Scott and the deceased. The gig came up with a gentleman, who, jumping out, ran down the hollow. On his return he said, ‘He’s dead!’ and again jumped into the gig. I seized the horse’s head, and said. ‘You must not leave him so; what can I do?’ when he said, ‘It’s my horse and gig;’ and, on my trying to prevent him, he struck the horse and forced himself away. Mr. Scott told me to bring my cab. I said I could not bring it down the hollow; on which, the body was brought up, and placed in my cab. Mr. Scott then got in; and I said, ‘Where am I to go to?’ He said, ‘Across the common, to a friend’s house.’ I refused, however, to drive him, unless the body was taken to the deceased’s residence: when he told me to drive to Pleasant Place; where, on my arrival, it was taken into the parlour.” Mr. Scott, the surgeon.—“After the first fire, the seconds both interfered, and wished to reconcile the parties. Mr. Mirfin said, he would receive nothing but a written apology; which Mr. Eliot refused to give. Mr. Mirfin then insisted upon a second fire. After he had fired, he walked about six paces towards me, and said, ‘I am wounded!’ I said, ‘Where? I am exceedingly sorry to hear it.’ He then raised his finger to show me where he was wounded. I then shook my head, and said, ‘Good-b’ye. God bless you!’ and he said, ‘Good-b’ye, old fellow!’ Mr. Broughton came up, and said, ‘What shall I do?’ I said, ‘Leave as quickly as possible.’ The other parties quitted the ground, without rendering any assistance. After they had been gone about five minutes, a tall gentleman returned, and asked how he was going on? I replied, ‘He is dying.’ This was one of the parties who had been present. Mr. Mirfin died ten minutes after he had received the shot. I asked him to wait, observing, that he could not be in a worse situation than I myself was. He promised to remain; but quickly ran or walked away towards the mill. I never saw him afterwards.” The room was cleared, and, after about fifty minutes’ deliberation, the foreman announced to the coroner, that they had come to a verdict of “Wilful murder” against Francis Lionel Eliot, as principal; and John Young, Henry Webber, Edward Delves Broughton, and two other persons unknown, as principals in the second degree. Warrants were immediately made out and issued for the apprehension of the parties.