"I hope they'll hang 'un. I do hope they'll hang 'un," said
Mr. Runce quite out loud from his crowded seat just behind the
attorney's bench.
The barrister of course struggled hard to earn his money. Though he
could not save his client he might annoy the other side. He
insisted therefore on bringing the whole affair of the pheasants
before the Court, and examined the Senator at great length. He
asked the Senator whether he had not found himself compelled to
sympathise with the wrongs he had witnessed. The Senator declared
that he had witnessed no wrongs. Why then had he interfered?
Because he had thought that there might be wrong, and because he
wished to see what power a poor man in this country would have
against a rich one. He was induced still to think that Goarly had
been ill-treated about the pheasants;--but he could not take upon
himself to say that he had witnessed any wrong done. But he was
quite sure that the system on which such things were managed in
England was at variance with that even justice which prevailed in
his own country! Yes;--by his own country he did mean Mickewa. He
could tell that learned gentleman in spite of his sneers, and in
spite of his evident ignorance of geography, that nowhere on the
earth's surface was justice more purely administered than in the
great Western State of Mickewa.
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