And I hope the jury will acquit him!" "Oho!" whistled Mr. Tutt exultantly, while O'Brien gazed at Hepplewhite in stupefaction.

Possibly O'Brien was actuated by a slight touch of malice; possibly he wanted to be able, if the case was lost, to accuse Hepplewhite of losing it on his own testimony.

Cringing, he slunk to the witness chair, and for the first time faced the sardonic eyes of the terrible Tutt, his adversary who looked scornfully from Hepplewhite to the jury and then from the jury back to Hepplewhite as if to say: "Look at him!

"Gentlemen of the jury," began the judge, "the defendant is accused of entering the house of Mr. Hepplewhite with the intent to commit a crime therein" Mr. Hepplewhite sat, his head upon his breast, for what seemed to him several hours.

Thus Schmidt could not enter the house of Hepplewhite without making himself amenable to the law.