World's End: A Story in Three BooksJefferies, Richard
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World's End: A Story in Three Books
Jefferies, Richard
England -- Fiction; Inheritance and succession -- Fiction; Murder -- Fiction
“Your story is strange, almost incredible; still you are in a position
where nothing will do you much good but public opinion. My usual advice
would be to reserve your defence; my present advice to you is to tell
the Bench exactly what you have told me, only much more fully. There
are no reporters admitted; but I will see that your statement is
published. I believe you myself. If the public show any signs of
believing you, the prosecutors will withdraw. It is your only chance;
for, to be candid, the evidence is terribly against you.”
They returned to the justice-room. The first witness called was the
policeman who had detected Aymer and the dog in the street. He
described Aymer as walking very fast, and dodging from house to house
as if trying to escape notice. This was point Number 1 against him.
Then came the evidence as to his furious struggle with the police. One
constable could barely make himself understood; a blow straight from
the shoulder had knocked a tooth out, and his voice sounded hollow and
indistinct. Such a violent resistance obviously indicated a guilty
conscience. This was point Number 2 against him. Next it was stated,
and stated with perfect truth, that the prisoner had refused to give
his name, his place of residence, or any information about himself; and
that, finally, he had totally denied even so much as knowing that there
was such a person as Lady Lechester. He had tried to conceal his
identity in every way, and had deliberately told an untruth, for after
living so long at World’s End, how could he have failed to know Lady
Lechester? This was point Number 3. Then he gave a very vague,
unsatisfactory account of how the dog had followed him. He declared
that the dog was a strange dog to him—that he had never seen it before.
Now this must be also a wilful falsehood. Point Number 4. But the
darkest evidence of all was reserved to the last. There was brought
into the room an “iron-witted” ploughboy, with a shock head of light
hair, small eyes, heavy jowl, and low forehead—the very class of
witness most to be dreaded, for nothing on earth can make them
understand that it is possible for them to be mistaken.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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