"Go, my son, and let us see how well you can acquit yourself," the captain said in an encouraging tone, and Max obeyed.
He conducted himself quite to his father's satisfaction, behaving in a very manly way, and giving his testimony in the same clear, distinct tones and straightforward manner that had been admired in his sister. But having much less to tell, he was not kept nearly so long upon the stand.
There were other witnesses for the prosecution, one of whom was Capt.
Raymond himself.
He testified that the burglars had evidently entered the house through a window, by prying open a shutter, removing a pane of glass, then reaching in and turning the catch over the lower sash.
When the evidence on that side had all been heard, the counsel for the accused opened the case for the defense.
He was an able and eloquent lawyer, but his clients had already established an unenviable reputation for themselves, and the weight of the evidence against them was too strong for rebuttal. Their conviction was a foregone conclusion in his mind, and that of almost every one present, even before he began his speech.
He had but few witnesses to bring forward, and their testimony was unimportant and availed nothing as disproof of that given by those for the prosecution.
After the lawyers on both sides had addressed the jury, and the judge had delivered his charge to them, they retired to consider their verdict.
In a few moments they returned and resumed their seats in the jury box.
They found both the accused guilty of burglary, and the trial was over.
"Is it quite finished, papa?" Lulu asked as they were driving toward home again.