Pierson’s aim was to disprove Horton’s identity with the man who had killed Ah Lam and had afterwards seen Graham. He endeavored to show that there were two men engaged in the affair,--Horton, who had spoken to Miss Almsford, and his confederate, who, it was argued, must have committed the crime. When Millicent had told of the wounds inflicted by the Chinaman on the cheeks of his murderer, it was shown that Horton’s face bore no trace of these scratches. It was argued, in reply to this, that in a man of Horton’s vigorous temperament such wounds might easily be healed in as short time as had elapsed between the murder and the trial. At this point Galbraith had a trump card to play, the existence of which neither prisoner nor counsel had suspected. Neither had it been learned by the omniscient reporter, through whose instrumentality evidence is too often prematurely made public, cases are lost, and offenders are enabled to escape apprehension. "I would inform your Honor that I have other proof of the identity of the prisoner with the man who passed the night following the murder in the shooting lodge." A new witness, by name John Du Jardin, by profession a wood-cutter, was called to the stand. "Have you ever seen the prisoner before?" "Yes, before wonce," answered the old Frenchman. "When was that?" "The night after murder." "Where did you see him?" "At the little ’unting ’ouse of M. Graham." "What were you doing at the lodge?" Graham looked at his henchman with a perplexed expression, and smiled slightly at the answer. "I were not in the cabin, I were by the window, lookin’." "Oh, you were looking in at the window; and what did you see?" "I see monsieur, ’e sleepin’. I see dat man," pointing to the prisoner; "’e come, and monsieur give ’im to drink and to eat." "What else did you see?" "I see _cet homme_, dat man lay ’imself _près_ side by the _feu_. Presentlee ’e sleep, monsieur ’e mark ’im; ’e take faggot from fire, ’e make point, ’e draw one picture of ’im." Here Pierson asked the witness what he was doing outside the lodge in the middle of the night. "I was watch monsieur." "That seems very strange. Why did you want to watch him?" "’E ’as not slept the night; ’e ’as nothing eat the day; I fear ’im _malade_. I follow him." Galbraith continued his examination, and elicited from the witness the admission that he had remained outside the cabin that night, concealed in the bushes, and had only left it after Horton had taken his departure. He had then started to return, but after he had gone a mile he retraced his steps with the intention of cooking for his master’s breakfast a brace of quail he had shot on the way. He found the cabin empty, and on the wall the portrait which he had seen sketched. It was where it would have been easily effaced, and so he had loosened the board on which the drawing was made, and carried it to his house. Graham was now recalled and questioned.