“Where was that?”
“On the track to Bush Robin Creek. I had come out of the bush, and saw them on the track. When I had hidden myself, they halted opposite me at a certain rock which stands beside the track. From where I lay I heard them planning some scheme, the nature of which I then scarcely understood, but which must have been the sticking-up of the gold-escort. I heard them discuss details which could have been connected with no other undertaking.”
“Would you know them if you saw them again?”
“Certainly.”
“Look round the Court, and see if they are present.”
Benjamin turned, and looked hard at the sea of faces on the further side of the barrier. There were faces, many of which he knew well, but he saw nothing of Dolphin’s gang.
“I see none of them here,” he said, “but I recognise a man who could bear me out in identifying them, as he was with me when I lost money to them at cards.”
“I would ask you to point your friend out to me,” said the Judge. “Do I understand that he was with you in the cave?”
“No, Your Honour; I knew him before I went there.”
“What is his name?”