"Be that as it may," said his partner, "from a cock's egg is hatched the cockatrice, or basilisk, the glance of whose eye turns the beholder to stone. Therefore they tried the cock, found him guilty and burned him and his egg together at the stake. That is why cocks don't lay eggs now." "I'm glad to know that," said Tutt. "When did they give up trying animals?" "Nearly two hundred years ago," answered Mr. Tutt. "But for some time after that they continued to try inanimate objects for causing injury to people. I've heard they tried one of the first locomotives that ran over a man and declared it forfeit to the crown as a deodand." "I wonder if you couldn't get 'em to try Andrew," hazarded Tutt, "and maybe declare him forfeited to somebody as a deodand." "Deodand means 'given to God,'" explained Mr. Tutt. "Well, I'd give Andrew to God--if God would take him," declared Tutt devoutly. "But who is Andrew?" asked Mr. Tutt. "Andrew is a dog," said Tutt, "who bit one Tunnygate, and now the Grand Jury have indicted not the dog, as it is clear from your historical disquisition they should have done, but the dog's owner, Mr. Enoch Appleboy." "What for?" "Assault in the second degree with a dangerous weapon." "What was the weapon?" inquired Mr. Tutt simply. "The dog." "What are you talking about?" cried Mr. Tutt. "What nonsense!" "Yes, it is nonsense!" agreed Tutt. "But they've done it all the same. Read it for yourself!" And he handed Mr. Tutt the indictment. * * * * * "The Grand Jury of the County of New York by this indictment accuse Enoch Appleboy of the crime of assault in the second degree, committed as follows: