"I am informed that he is in a safe place, and he will be ready for trial this morning."
"Where is he?" asked the judge, looking penetratingly at Lincoln.
"'WHERE IS HE?' ASKED THE JUDGE."
"I should be glad to tell your Honor; but the fact is, I can't manage to find out myself."
Then one of the other lawyers spoke up. "Lincoln, from what you say, I suppose the first mob took Grayson to save him from the second. But I don't see how the Old Boy you raised forty men on your side. I wouldn't have believed that the poor devil had so many friends."
"I? I didn't raise any men. I was sound asleep, and didn't know a word about it until the row was all over."