to a square fight for money his old self came back
to him. During the little speech of Mr. Cavendish, Mr. Balfour was
writing, and when the former sat down, the latter rose, and, addressing
the Court, said: "I hold in my hand a written notice, calling upon the
defendant's counsel to produce in Court a little book in the possession
of his client entitled 'Records of profits and investments of profits
from manufactures under the Benedict patents,' and I hereby serve it
upon him."

Thus saying, he handed the letter to Mr. Cavendish, who received and
read it.

Mr. Cavendish consulted his client, and then rose and said: "May it
please the Court, there is no such book in existence."

"I happen to know," rejoined Mr. Balfour, "that there is such a book in
existence, unless it has recently been destroyed. This I stand ready to
prove by the testimony of Helen Dillingham, the sister of the
plaintiff."

"The witness can be called," said the judge.

Mrs. Dillingham looked paler than on the day before, as she voluntarily
lifted her veil, and advanced to the stand. She had dreaded the
revelation of her own treachery toward the treacherous proprietor, but
she had sat and heard him perjure himself, until her own act, which had
been performed on behalf of justice, became one of which she could
hardly be ashamed.

"Mrs. Dillingham," said Mr. Balfour, "have you been on friendly terms
with the defendant in this case?"

"I have, sir," she answered. "He has been a frequent visitor at my
house, and I have visited his family at his own."

"Was he aware that the plaintiff was your brother?"

"He was not."

"Has he, from the first, made a confidant of you?"

"In some things--yes."

"Do you know Harry Benedict--the plaintiff's son?"

"I do, sir."

"How long have you known him?"

"I made his acquaintance soon after he came to reside with you, sir, in
the city."

"Did you seek his acquaintance?"

"I did, sir."

"From what motive?"

"Mr. Belcher wished me to do it, in order to ascertain of him whether
his father were living or dead."

"You did not then know that the lad was your nephew?"

"I did not, sir.'

"Have you ever told Mr. Belcher that your brother was alive?"

"I told him that Paul Benedict was alive, at the last interview but one
that I ever had with him."

"Did he give you at this interview any reason for his great anxiety to
ascertain the facts as to Mr. Benedict's life or death?"

"He did, sir."

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