No answer. Every eye was upon her, the judge's double glasses included.
They might have been burning-glasses, she felt so hot and frightened.
"Come, did this young gentleman ever give you a kiss?"
"Yes, Sir," murmured poor Harry, almost under her breath.
"Did you say 'Yes' or 'No?'" inquired the judge, dipping his pen in the ink.
"I said 'Yes,' my lord," said the unhappy Harry.
"There were more kisses than one, now, I dare say," said Mr. Balais, with a wink at the jury; "and they were not all on one side, eh?"
No answer.
"Some of them were on the other side, were they not? I don't mean on the other cheek, for I have no doubt he was perfectly indifferent as to that."
Again there was a little titter.
"She is your own witness, Brother Balais," observed his lordship, "but it seems to me you are giving her unnecessary pain."