Mr Heart nodded.
"Met him by the river, and cried, halves of his money," continued Bob mechanically. "He said he'd give me something to buy a quid, and more than enough for that, but not halves 'I've wife and child,' said he"——
"And you?" asked the juror with the deep voice, which this time, however, had a hollow sound in it.
"Shot him down," said Bob, with a wild hoarse laugh.
For some time no word was spoken.
"And who was the man?" said a juror at last.
"Didn't ask him; and it warn't written on his face. He was from the States; but whether a hosier, or a buckeye, or a mudhead, is more than I can say."
"The thing must be investigated, Alcalde," said another of the jury after a second pause.
"It must so," answered the Alcalde.
"What's the good of so much investigation?" grumbled Bob.