“I have no fears on that head,” replied the other, confidently. “The facts are there, and Crankle's speech to evidence ripped him up in a terrific manner.”
“Did he allude to the Spanish girl?”
“He did, and with great effect.”
“And the Kilgoff affair—did he bring 'My Lady' up for judgment?”
“No. The Attorney-General positively forbade all allusion to that business.”
“Oh, indeed!” said the other, with a savage sneer. “'The Court' was too sacred for such profanation.”
“I think he was right, too,” said Jones. “The statement could never have been brought to bear upon the case before the Court. It would have been a mere episode outside of the general history, and just as likely impress the Jury with the opinion that all the charges were trumped up to gain a conviction in any way.”
The other paused, and seemed to reflect for some minutes, when he said, “Well, what are they about now?”
“When I left, the Court had just refused Cashel's demand to address the jury. The Chief Baron had ruled against him, and, of course, the charge is now being pronounced. As I know how this must run, I took the opportunity of coming over here to see you.”
“My name was but once mentioned, you tell me,” said the other, in an abrupt manner.