"If the question is not out of order," resumed the prisoner, "may I ask if the landlord of the Lion's Head is a reputable witness, and one whose testimony might be relied on?"
"I think you may trust yourself in his hands," replied the justice, who had seen all along whither the case was tending.
"Then," said Scarsdale, "I shall be satisfied to rest my case on his identification."
"That is quite a proper request," replied the magistrate. "Is the landlord of the Lion's Head present?"
At this a dapper little man jumped up in the audience, and explained that he was the landlord's physician, and that his patient, though convalescent, was still disabled by his injuries and unable to attend court.
On inquiry being made as to when he could put in an appearance, the physician replied that he thought the landlord could come the next day.
The magistrate therefore consulted for a moment with the detective, and then said to the prisoner:
"Your case is remanded for trial until to-morrow."
Scarsdale held up his hand in token that he wished to speak.
"Well," said the magistrate, "what else?"