The Child of Waterloo, or, The Horrors of the Battle-Field — page 165: what you’re looking at

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162 THE CHILD OF WATERLOO. and when she had finished, she laid the paper down for a minute or two, seemingly lost in meditation. ‘*To-morrow,” she muttered ‘‘ yes, to-morrow, and then he will be again brought up. Twill go and save him, thoughfI may be again subject to his power, and yet when I tell my tale, he dare not again seize me. Besides, I may as well take my lodg- ings up here until I return. “Well, well.” she muttered, ‘‘ perhaps Captain Morton may hear of my situation, if it get into the papers.” The next morning Mabel took leave of the landlady, and bent her steps toward London again, where she arrived at an early hour, and where she proceeded at once toward the police office. It was some difficulty for her to find it out, and when she did, she almost shrank from going in. One of the officers belonging to the court came forward, and seeing she was strange and excited, said to her: ‘* What do you want? can I be of any service to you ?” aoe the man who is charged with murder be brought up to-day ?” = Yes: he was remanded to this day.” ‘‘T wish to be present when he is brought up.” ‘“‘Then come this way-—quick, if you please.” Mabel immediately followed. and was soon in the court, where she was placed by the officer, who had taken it into his head to be very civil, indeed. She saw the mendicant placed in the dock. He looked much the same, perhaps a little paler, but he was firm and collected, and looked round the court with a careless eye; he did not ub- serve, Mabel, however, and turned from the multitude to the magistrates. The evidence was read over in the presence of the mendicant, and each witness was asked if he had anything to add to his former depositions, and having signed them, the magistrate turned toward the prisoner, and said to him, in a distinct voice: * Prisoner, have you anything further to say by way of de- fense ?” ‘I have nothing to add but that Iam innocent of the crime laid to my charge. I had not been in the house five minutes before the officers came in, and I had not removed from the shade and suspicion of the first moment, when I was taken.” ‘‘ Have you any witnesses ?” ‘‘There is one who could prove what I say, but I cannot tell where to find her.” “* You will have opportunities and facilities afforded you be- fore the day of your trial, which will take place shortly; for it will be my duty to commit you.” “Stay!” said a voice in the court. That voice was Mabel’s. All eyes were turned toward the place where it came from, and all eyes were fixed upon her. ‘©°Tis she!” exclaimed the mendicant. ‘Who ?” ‘¢Mv witness. Now I care not whether she come as friend or foe; she can but tell the truth,” comicbooks. com