"I don't know."
"Mr. Adams did not show himself. I thought he would help us in some way."
"He must have a good reason for staying away."
"What do you think the jury will do?"
At this direct question, the young man gave an inward groan. "I don't know," he answered in an unnatural voice. "We must hope for the best."
In less than an hour it was announced that the jury had arrived at a verdict. Those who had left the courtroom returned and the jurymen filed in. The excitement was subdued, but plainly at a white heat. The coroner took his place at the desk.
"Gentlemen of the jury, have you agreed upon a verdict?" was the question put.
"We have," was the unanimous answer.
"Who will speak for you?"
"Mr. Blackwell, our foreman."