Everybody thought him sure of a verdict.
He was then cross-examined. Defendant's counsel pressed him about his
unfair way of shooting. The judge interfered, and said that was
trifling. If there was no substantial defense, why not settle the
matter?
"There is a defense, my lord."
"Then it is time you disclosed it."
"Very well, my lord. Mr. Bassett, did you ever write an anonymous
letter?"
"Not that I remember."
"Oh, that appears to you a trifle. It is not so considered."
_The Judge._--Be more particular in your question.
"I will, my lord.--Did you ever write an anonymous letter, to make
mischief between Sir Charles and Lady Bassett?"
"Never," said the witness; but he turned pale.
"Do you mean to say you did not write this letter to Miss Bruce? Look
at the letter, Mr. Bassett, before you reply."
Bassett cast one swift glance of agony at Wheeler; then braced himself
like iron. He examined the letter attentively, turned it over, lived an
age, and said it was not his writing.
"Do you swear that?"
"Certainly."
_Defendant's Counsel._--I shall ask your lordship to take down that
reply. If persisted in, my client will indict the witness for perjury.
_Plaintiff's Counsel._--Don't threaten the witness as well as insult
him, please.
Pages:
127
128
129
130
131
132
133
134
135
136
137
138
139
140
141
142
143
144
145
146
147
148
149
150
151