ozing
about it; and Winthrop and Mr. Brick, they fight; and the
Chancellor he says, 'Mr. Landholm, you have the right; Mr
Brick, you do what he tell you.'"

"Then why isn't the cause ended?" said Elizabeth.

"Because we have not found out all yet; we are pushing them,
Mr. Ryle and Mr. Brick, leetle by leetle, into the corner; and
when we get 'em into the corner, then they will have to pay us
to get out."

"You seem very sure about it, Mr. Herder," said Rose.

"I do not know," said the naturalist. "I am not much afraid.
My friend Winthrop -- he knows what he is doing."

And to that gentleman the party presently gave their
attention; as also did the sturdy strong face of Mr. Justice
the Chancellor, and the extremely different physiognomy of Mr.
Dustus Brick.

Winthrop and Mr. Brick spoke alternately; and as this was the
case on each point, or question, -- as Mr. Herder called them,
-- and as one at least of the speakers was particularly clear
and happy in setting forth his meaning, the listeners were
kept from weariness and rewarded, those of them that had minds
for it, with some intellectual pleasure. It was pretty much on
this occasion as Mr. Herder had given the general course of
the suit to be; after every opening of a matter on Winthrop's
part, the Chancellor would say, very curtly,

"I allow that exception! Mr. Brick, what have you got to say?"
--

Mr. Brick generally had a good deal to say. He seemed to
multiply his defences in proportion to the little he had to
defend; in strong contrast to his antagonist's short, nervous,
home-thrust arguments. The Court generally seemed tired with
Mr. Brick.

"Oh that man! -- I wish he would stop!" said Rose.

Elizabeth, who for the most part was as still as a mouse,
glanced round at these words, one of her few and rare
secondings of anything said by her cousin. She did not know
that her glance shewed cheeks of fire, and eyes all the power
of which seemed to be in full life.

"Can you understand that man?" said the naturalist.

"He don't understand himself," said Elizabeth.

"I don't understand anybody," said Rose. "But I like to hear
the Chancellor speak -- he's so funny, -- only I'm getting
tired. I wish he would stop that man. Oh that Mr. Brick! -- Now
see the Chancellor! --"

"I've decided that point, Mr. Brick!"

Mr. Brick could not think it decided. At least it seemed so,
for he went on.

"What a stupid man!" said Rose.

"He will have the last w