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There'll be a formal verdict for the defendant, with costs. Have you told Dancy? TWISDEN. Yes. He's in there deciding what he'll do. CANYNGE. [Grave and vexed] This is a dreadful thing, Twisden. I've been afraid of it all along. A soldier! A gallant fellow, too. What on earth got into him? TWISDEN. There's no end to human nature, General. GRAVITER. You can see queerer things in the papers, any day. CANYNGE. That poor young wife of his! WINSOR gave me a message for you, Twisden. If money's wanted quickly to save proceedings, draw on him. Is there anything I can do? TWISDEN. I've advised him to go straight off to Morocco. CANYNGE. I don't know that an asylum isn't the place for him. He must be off his head at moments. That jump-crazy! He'd have got a verdict on that alone--if they'd seen those balconies. I was looking at them when I was down there last Sunday. Daring thing, Twisden. Very few men, on a dark night--He risked his life twice. That's a shrewd fellow--young De Levis. He spotted Dancy's nature. The YOUNG CLERK enters. CLERK. The taxi's here, sir. Will you see Major Colford and Miss Orme? TWISDEN. Graviter--No; show them in. The YOUNG CLERK goes. CANYNGE. Colford's badly cut up. MARGARET ORME and COLFORD enter. COLFORD. [Striding forward] There must be some mistake about this, Mr Twisden. TWISDEN. Hssh! Dancy's in there. He's admitted it. Voices are subdued at once. COLFORD. What? [With emotion] If it were my own brother, I couldn't feel it more. But--damn it! What right had that fellow to chuck up the case--without letting him know, too. I came down with Dancy this morning, and he knew nothing about it. TWISDEN. [Coldly] That was unfortunately unavoidable. COLFORD. Guilty or not, you ought to have stuck to him--it's not playing the game, Mr Twisden. TWISDEN. You must allow me to judge where my duty lay, in a very hard case. COLFORD. I thought a man was safe with his solicitor. CANYNGE. Colford, you don't understand professional etiquette. COLFORD. No, thank God! TWISDEN. When you have been as long in your profession as I have been in mine, Major Colford, you will know that duty to your calling outweighs duty to friend or client. COLFORD. But I serve the Country. TWISDEN. And I serve the Law, sir. CANYNGE. Graviter, give me a sheet of paper. I'll write a letter for him. MARGARET
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