ll _have_ to care, my boy. Could two chaps go through it
together?"

"Come and try," said the baronet, snorting with wrath.

"You must answer the question, witness," said the judge.

"No; _he_ knows two chaps couldn't. He measured it himself and found it
was only twenty-eight inches wide."

"Who measured it?" asked one of the jury.

"Why, Herapath, that idiot there."

Arthur was somewhat sobered by this piece of evidence, as well as by a
significant consultation on the bench, which he rather feared might
relate to his conduct of the case.

"That's what I wanted to get at," said he. "Now, Sir William, what's
the _height_ of that door, eh?"

"What's the good of asking me when you measured it yourself, you duffer?
Didn't you tell me yourself it was seven feet two to the top of the
ledge?"

"There you are! Keep your hair on! That's what I wanted! Seven foot
two. Now suppose you were told a box of wax lights was found stuck upon
that ledge, and that two of the matches out of it were found on the
floor of the boot-box--cellar, I mean--what should you think?"

"It is hardly evidence, is it, to ask a witness what he would think?"
suggested Barnworth.

"Oh, isn't it? Easy a bit, and you'll see what we're driving at, your
lordship! I'll trouble your lordship to ask the learned chap not to put
me off my run. Come, Mr What's-your-name, what should you think?"

Dig mused a bit, and then replied, "I should think it was a little
queer."

"Of course you would! So it _is_ a little queer," said Arthur, winking
knowingly at his future brother-in-law. "Now, could _you_ reach up to
the top of that ledge, my little man?"

"You be blowed!" responded the baronet, who resented this style of
address.

"That means you couldn't. When you're about four feet higher than you
are you'll be able to do it. Now could the prisoner reach up to it?"

"No, no more could you, with your boots and three-and-sixpenny Sunday
tile on!"

"Order in the court! Really, your lordship, your lordship ought to sit
on this chap. Perhaps your lordship's friend on your lordship's right
would kindly give him a hundred lines when next he comes across him.
Now, Mr Baron, and Squire, and Knight of the Shire, and all the rest of
it, I want to know if there's any chap in our house--I mean the boiler-
shop--could reach up there? Mind your eye, now!"

"Ainger could by jumping."

"I didn't ask you anything about jumping, you duffer! How tall