'He said the window and cedar-tree were made for it, and that he often went out that way to bathe,' said Aubrey.
'When did this conversation take place?'
'On Sunday, the 22nd of June,' said Aubrey, in despair, as the Crown lawyer thanked him, and sat down.
He felt himself betrayed into having made their talk wear the air of deliberate purpose, and having said not one word of what Mr. Bramshaw had hailed as hopeful. However, the defending barrister rose up to ask him what he meant by having answered 'Something like it.'
'Because,' said Aubrey, promptly, 'though we did make the scheme, we were neither of us in earnest.'
'How do you know the prisoner was not in earnest?'
'We often made plans of what we should like to do.'
'And had you any reason for thinking this one of such plans!'
'Yes,' said Aubrey; 'for he talked of getting gold enough to build up the market-cross, or else of going to see the Feejee Islands.
'Then you understood the prisoner not to express a deliberate purpose, so much as a vague design.'