“‘We withdraw all objections to the evidence,’ said Mr. Rockland as he resumed his seat and gazed inquiringly at Lottie. ‘What in the name of common sense do you mean, daughter, by a trap set for the witnesses?’
“‘Bowles has sworn to an absolute falsehood, and I will trap him before long.’
“‘Take the witness, Mr. Rockland,’ said Mr. Quillet as he leaned back in his seat, thrust his hands in his pockets, while a smile of triumph played on his handsome features.
“‘I will cross-examine him,’ whispered Lottie as she began to turn the leaves of a memorandum book which she held in her hand.
“‘Mr. Bowles, what is your occupation?’
“‘I am a sportsman.’
“‘Please explain what you mean by the word sportsman?’
“‘I mean that I am a turfman, and follow the business as an occupation.’
“‘Are you not the owner and proprietor of a gambling hell in this city?’
“‘I don’t know that there is any hell about it.’