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Miscellanea

Chapter 4 DRIFTING TO THE END.

Word Count: 1920    |    Released on: 30/11/2017

nd my inability to see or soothe them-and, worst of all, the firm conviction of his guilt in every one's mind, and Harriet's ceaseless reproaches. I do not thi

om him also I gleaned all the news of which otherwise I should have been kept in ignorance; how George's many friends were making every possible exertion on his behalf, and how an excellent counsel was retained for him.

the sweet fresh walk home across the park, my more than father and I hatched endless conspiracies on George's behalf between the church porch and the rectory gate. Our chief difficulty, I confess, lay in the question that the world had by this time so terribly answered-who did it? If George were innocent, who was guilty? My poor brother had not been popular,

n your garden. I wish you would give me something to do for you. Your shirts to make,

, Janet tells me, what my poor eyes have hardly observed, that my ruf

, and this very afternoon I shall hold a secret interview with Mistress Janet. But s

re are also some strong points in his favour; and you must believe that the jury have no object to do anything

hey found

han to recall. I omit the pious observations and reflections which grace the original. Comforting as they are to me,

of the Rev. Art

Crossdale,

affected and astonished many in the court. Those who were prepared to see a hardened ruffian, or, at best, a cowering criminal, must have been startled by the intellectual and noble style of his beauty, the grace and dignity of his carriage, and the modest simplicity of his behaviour. I am but a doting old man; for I think on no evidence could I convict him in the face of t

s counsel at such disadvantage. The counsel for the prosecution had pressed hard on my dear lady, especially in reference to those farewell words overheard by her, which se

were present, did the prisoner use any th

No

eard at the last, did you at the time understand

No

risoner's part to shake hands with a man by whom he believ

ference to my brother's infirmity and his own promise to me. He was very angry before Edmund came in; but I believe that afterwards

pocket-knife was in your posses

t i

where the prisoner says that he spent the time betw

Ye

ny attractive associations connecte

ther before we were engaged, I

in this walk could hear cries

tainl

nation of Crosby

's clothes much disordered,

as usual; but he wa

in perfectly clean clothes, could have lifted the bod

perhap

od could have been accumulated in the ditc

t. The pool

attention of the jury to the answers. Is the ditch, or is

e be a many

heavy body from the bottom of the ditch on to

n't suppos

all I wi

idence so condemning that I confess poor George seemed almost to have been taken in flagrante delicto. The jury withdrew; and my sweet Mistress Dorothy, who had remained in court agai

n my ear, every word like a funeral knell

ying hither and thither in a crowd; of execration, and pity, and gaping curiosity

here no hope? No recommen

oom, and, seizing me by

ve addressed the jury-there were a dozen points-we should have carried him through. Besides,' he added, in a tone that seemed to apologize for such a sec

is ended. Fiat v

e next; and drop by drop the cup of sorrow was drained. And when the

on earth. It was Sunday; and, after a sleepless night, I saw the red sun break through the grey

nd to-morrow's sunrise; but

ght seemed to rise invol

the sorrow, it is one t

sunbeams had awakened; and they sang so sweet and so loud (like the white bird that sang to the monk Felix), that earthly cares s

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