On the morning of the 5th September the President of the Commission went personally to the cell of the prisoner. Mrs. Evangelina Scorbitt, at her own request, had been allowed to accompany him. Perhaps at this last attempt the influence of this excellent lady would succeed and bring the hoped-for result. There was nothing to be left undone. All means possible were to be used to make this last attempt successful. If it was not-well, we will see. "Yes, we will see." What we would see is the hanging of this brute Maston, said the people, and the event would have come off in all its horror if the people could have it their way. So it happened that at 11 o'clock J.T. Maston was ushered into the presence of Mrs. Evangelina Scorbitt and John Prestice, President of the Inquiry Committee. The opening was a very simple one. The conversation consisted of the following questions and answers, very rapid on one side and very quiet on the other. And even under these circumstances the calm, quiet speaker was J.T. Maston. "For the last time will you answer?" asked John Prestice. "Answer what?" ironically observed the Secretary of the Gun Club. "Answer the question, where is the place in which your associate, Barbicane, is at present." "I have told it to you a hundred times." "Repeat it for the one hundred and first time." "He is where the shooting will take place." "Where will the shooting take place?" "Where my associate, Barbicane, is." "Have a care, J.T. Maston." "For what?" "For the consequences of your refusal to answer, the result of which will be-" "To prevent you from learning that which you should not know." "What we have the right to know." "That is not my opinion." "We will bring you before the court." "Go ahead." "And the jury will condemn you." "What care I." "And as soon as judgment is rendered it will be executed." "All right." "Dear Maston," ventured Mrs. Evangelina Scorbitt, whose heart nearly broke on account of these terrible threats. "What! You, madam?" said J.T. Maston. She hung her head and was silent. "And do you want to know what this judgment will be?" "If you wish to tell it," said J.T. Maston. "That you will suffer capital punishment, as you deserve." "Really?" "That you will be hanged as sure, sir, as two and two make four."