He resumed his seat. The solicitor for the prosecution promptly arose.
"I may be allowed, your Worship," he asked, "to cross-examine the witness?"
"Certainly," the magistrate assented.
"May I ask you, sir, whether you have any evidence in support of these extraordinary statements of yours?"
The young man bowed.
"Certainly," he replied. "The Belgian Minister, who was my father's greatest friend and relative, and the Princess Augusta, my godmother, are both, I believe, present."
The solicitor for the prosecution turned to the magistrate.
"If these witnesses may be called and are found to support the story, your Worship," he said, "the case for the prosecution is withdrawn."
Leopold de Floge left the witness-box, strolled along the back of the benches, and held out his hand to Harvey Grimm.
"My profound regrets and apologies," he murmured. "I wait here and we will lunch together."