The Tables Turned eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 54 pages of information about The Tables Turned.
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The Tables Turned eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 54 pages of information about The Tables Turned.

Pro.  T.  Well, you were so, so.

J.  F.  Thank you, Professor.

Mr. H.  One question, Professor Tyndall.  Did you hear what the prisoner was saying to the policeman—­who, by the way, was, I suspect, only shamming drunkenness?

J.  F. (Aside:  He could carry a good deal, then.)

Pro.  T.  Yes, I heard him.  He was boasting of the extent and power of the Socialist organisation.

Mr. H.  And did you believe it? did it surprise you?

Pro.  T.  It did not in the least surprise me:  it seemed to me the natural consequences of Gladstone’s Home Rule Bill.  As to believing it, I knew he was jesting; but I thought that his jesting concealed very serious earnest.  He seemed to me a determined, cunning, and most dangerous person.

Mr. H.  I thank you, professor. [Exit PRO.  T.

J.  N.  Prisoner, do you want to re-examine the witnesses?  What’s that noise outside?  They ought to be arrested.

["Marseillaiseagain without, and tumult nearer.  FREEMAN listens intently, without heeding the JUDGE.

J.  N.  Prisoner, why don’t you answer?  Your insolence won’t serve you here, I can tell you.

J.  F.  I was listening, Judge; I thought I heard that echo again.

J.  N.  Echo again!  What does the fellow mean?  It’s my belief you’re drunk, sir:  that you have stimulated your courage by liquor.

A Voice.  Look out for your courage, old cockywax; you may have something to try it presently!

J.  N.  Officer, arrest that pernicious foreigner.

[USHER promenades once more.

J.  N. (Aside:  I don’t like it:  I’m afraid there is something going to happen.) (To Court) Mr. Hungary.

Mr. H.  My lord and gentlemen of the Jury, the prisoner’s mingled levity and bitterness leaves me little to answer to.  I can only say, gentlemen of the Jury, that I am convinced that you will do your duty.  As to the evidence, I need make no lengthened comments on it, because I am sure his lordship will save me the trouble. (Aside:  Trust him!) It is his habit—­his laudable habit—­to lead juries through the intricacies which beset unprofessional minds in dealing with evidence.  For the rest, there is little need to point out the weight of the irrefragible testimony of the sergeant and constable,—­men trained to bring forward those portions of the facts which come under their notice which are weighty.  I will not insult you, my lord, by pointing out to intelligent gentlemen in your presence how the evidence of the distinguished and illustrious personages so vexatiously called by the prisoner, so far from shaking the official evidence, really confirms it. (Aside:  I wonder what all that row is about?  I wish I were out of this and at home.) Gentlemen of the Jury, I repeat that I expect you to do your duty and defend yourselves from the bloodthirsty designs of the dangerous revolutionist now before you. (Aside:  Well, now I’m off, and the sooner the better; there’s a row on somewhere.) [Exit.

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