“I do. If he should clear Brant it would reopen the entire question as to Will. You know that as well as I do.”
“He can’t clear him; nobody can do more than get him a light sentence. But if he could clear him, the boy is well out of it. You were with Jarvis last night, and you helped him make the discovery that the shot was fired in line with the door; that it could not well have been fired from young Langford’s position.”
“Yes, but——”
“But what? Will you say that the judge is an invalid? or that his family connection with the affair should exempt him?”
“Ye-yes; either or both. That is about what I was going to say.”
“Waiving the first objection,—the judge is a good deal better than a sick man,—the second is precisely the reason why he should be willing to offer his services—why he must offer them.”
“How so?”
“Because the thing happened while Brant was in the service of the family. You know what I mean.”
“I do; but I’d like to know how you found it out.”
Forsyth laughed. “You have forgotten that you told Jarvis the whole story last night. But no matter about that: don’t you see the judge’s necessity now?”