Bartley: The motive, is it?
Magistrate: Yes; the motive; the cause.
Bartley: I’d sooner not say that.
Magistrate: You had better tell me truly. Was it money?
Bartley: Not at all! What did poor Jack Smith ever have in his pockets unless it might be his hands that would be in them?
Magistrate: Any dispute about land?
Bartley: (Indignantly.) Not at all! He never was a grabber or grabbed from any one!
Magistrate: You will find it better for you if you tell me at once.
Bartley: I tell you I wouldn’t for the whole world wish to say what it was—it is a thing I would not like to be talking about.
Magistrate: There is no use in hiding it. It will be discovered in the end.