"What were you doing at the mill?"
"I come there to meet a man as I had 'gaged to."
"What man was it?"
The prisoner declined to answer this question, and finally declared that he did not know the man's name.
"For what purpose did you meet this man?"
"To do a job as we was hired for."
"And what were you hired to do?"
"To carry off the young lady."
At this astonishing statement a moment's silence fell upon the court-room, which was broken by Pierson's sharp voice: he asked his client to name the person who had engaged him to kidnap the young girl.
With clasped hands and startled eyes, Millicent looked into the face of the ruffian, waiting to hear the name of the man who had plotted against her. John Graham, in the excitement of the moment, stood up in his place to get a better view of Horton; while Maurice Galbraith sat with an unmoved countenance, keenly watching the features of the prisoner at the bar. The question was twice put to him,--"Who was the man?" but he did not speak. A third time he was asked. Finally, he looked at his lawyer, who nodded slightly; and then, with a defiant glance toward the artist, at whom he pointed an unsteady finger, he said,--