"And you are a Justice of the Peace, a man appointed in the King's name to preserve law and order, and yet unwilling to see that justice is done for fear of having your trade injured." Douglas spoke emphatically, and his words caused Squire Hawkins to wince.
"You have no business to talk to me that way," he roared. "If you are not satisfied with me get somebody else to attend to your affairs."
"Do you mean it?" Douglas asked. "Do I understand you to say that you will have nothing to do with this case, and that I must get some one else?"
"Yes, that's exactly what I mean."
"Very well, then, I shall take you at your word. But remember, I have appealed to you who have been legally appointed by the Crown. You have refused to act in this case. You have refused to see justice done to an innocent man. Do you know what that means? If not, then it is your duty to know. I shall not ask you again to assist me. I am going to the city, and one of the ablest lawyers there is a special friend of mine. I shall place the matter in his hands, and you will be forced to abide by the consequences."
Douglas turned and had almost reached the door when Squire Hawkins leaped suddenly from his chair.
"Wait a minute," he ordered. "I want to have a few more words with you."
"What is the sense of our talking any more?" Douglas asked in reply. "You refuse to conduct this case and what is the use of wasting my time?"
"But perhaps something might be done yet. I feel that I might comply with your request and see this affair through."
"And you will summon those men and try the case yourself?"