"Go down, sir, instantly," said he, "and take care how you show your face up there again. I have nothing more to say, my lud."
And down John Mallett went, his friend and he much worse for his intentions.
"And now this mighty case is closed!" thought I. "What will they do to such a wretch!" I was disappointed. The good judge was determined not to forsake the man, and he once more addressed him.
"Prisoner," said he, "what induced you to commit this act?"
The prisoner again turned his desponding eye upwards, and answered, as before—
"Beggary, my lord."
"What are you?"
"Nothing, my lord—any thing."
"Have you no trade?"
"No, my lord."