He testified that the burglars had evidently entered the house through a window, by prying open a shutter, removing a pane of glass, then reaching in and turning the catch over the lower sash.

When the evidence on that side had all been heard, the counsel for the accused opened the case for the defense.

He was an able and eloquent lawyer, but his clients had already established an unenviable reputation for themselves, and the weight of the evidence against them was too strong for rebuttal.  Their conviction was a foregone conclusion in his mind, and that of almost every one present, even before he began his speech.

He had but few witnesses to bring forward, and their testimony was unimportant and availed nothing as disproof of that given by those for the prosecution.

After the lawyers on both sides had addressed the jury, and the judge had delivered his charge to them, they retired to consider their verdict.

In a few moments they returned and resumed their seats in the jury box.  They found both the accused guilty of burglary, and the trial was over.

“Is it quite finished, papa?” Lulu asked as they were driving toward home again.

“What, my child? the trial?  Yes; there will be no more of it.”

“I’m so glad,” she exclaimed with a sigh of relief.  “You said they would have to go to the penitentiary if they were found guilty; and the jury said they were; how long will they have to stay there?”

“I don’t know; they have not been sentenced yet; but it will be for some years.”

“I’m sorry for them.  I wish they hadn’t been so wicked.”

“So do I.”

“And that I hadn’t had to testify against them.  I can’t help feeling as though it was unkind, and that their friends have a right to hate me for it.”

“No, not at all.  It was a duty you owed the community (because to allow criminals to go unpunished would make honest people unsafe), and indeed to the men themselves; as being brought to justice may prove the means of their reformation.  So set your mind at rest about it, my darling; try to forget the whole unpleasant affair, and be happy in the enjoyment of your many blessings.”

“There’s one thing that helps to make my conscience perfectly easy on the score of having testified against them,” remarked Max, “and that is I couldn’t help myself, but had to obey the law.”

“True enough,” rejoined his father.  “And Lulu was no more a free agent than yourself.”

“No, sir; but she did more to catch the rogues than anybody else,” Max went on, giving her a merry, laughing glance.  “Don’t you wish, sis, that you had let them go on and help themselves to all they wanted, and then leave without being molested?”

“No, I don’t,” she answered with spirit.  “I wouldn’t want papa to lose his money, or Mamma Vi her jewels.  Beside they might have gone upstairs and hurt some of us.”