"Here it is," said Mr. Wopsle.

     "Now, follow that passage with your eye, and tell me whether it distinctly states that the prisoner expressly said that he was instructed by his legal advisers wholly to reserve his defence? Come! Do you make that of it?"

     Mr. Wopsle answered, "Those are not the exact words."

     "Not the exact words!" repeated the gentleman bitterly. "Is that the exact substance?"

     "Yes," said Mr. Wopsle.

     "Yes," repeated the stranger, looking round at the rest of the company with his right hand extended towards the witness, Wopsle. "And now I ask you what you say to the conscience of that man who, with that passage before his eyes, can lay his head upon his pillow after having pronounced a fellow-creature guilty, unheard?"

     We all began to suspect that Mr. Wopsle was not the man we had thought him, and that he was beginning to be found out.