“In view of what had been testified, and from the lack of any positive evidence that my client was involved in this robbery, I respectfully ask his discharge,” said Mr. Harrison.
“Don’t let him go free! He’s guilty!” exclaimed Constable Walker, who hated to see his prisoner set at liberty.
“Silence!” cried the justice. “I shall commit you for contempt.”
He glared around in a menacing manner.
“Ahem!” he went on portentously. “I have carefully listened to all the evidence in this case. The prisoner seems able to prove a fairly good alibi—”
“What’s that. I wonder,” whispered Constable Walker to Constable Wolff.
“Sh! That means he was somewhere else when he done th’ crime.”
“But how could he be somewhere’s else?—”
“Silence!” cried the justice, glaring at the two officers. Then he went on:
“In spite of the seeming alibi, and the testimony about the size of the bundle he had, the discovery of the spoon in his pocket is very damaging. I shall express no opinion in the matter, but I feel obliged to hold the prisoner in one thousand dollars bail to await the action of the Grand Jury.