The case now proceeded, and the detective related how on Wednesday, the 16th of October, the prisoner, Richard Allingford, in company with other lawless characters, had dined at the Lion's Head, and, during a dispute with the landlord concerning the quality of the wine, had thrown that personage out of his own second-storey window; telling his wife, who protested against such actions, to put her husband in the bill, which they left without settling. Then they proceeded to paint the town of Winchester a lurid crimson, breaking windows, beating a policeman who interfered, and raiding a night coffee-stall in the process.
This recital of wrong and outrage being finished, the magistrate addressed the prisoner as follows:
"What is your name?"
"Harold Stanley Malcolm St. Hubart Scarsdale."
Some one in the audience murmured, "O Lor'!"
"You refuse to admit that your name is Richard Allingford?" continued the justice.
"I have just given you my name."
"Are you an American?"
"No, I am an Englishman."
"Where do you live?"