"Thank God! Oh, thank God!"
she murmured under her breath.
"I do," said Miss Armytage.
There was silence, broken only by the rustle of the president's
notes as he briefly looked them over as a preliminary to addressing
the court. And then suddenly, grating harshly upon that silence,
came the voice of O'Moy.
"Might I suggest, Sir Harry, that before we hear you three of the
witnesses be recalled? They are Sergeant Flynn, Private Bates and
Mullins."
The president looked round in surprise, and Carruthers took
advantage of the pause to interpose an objection.
"Is such a course regular, Sir Harry?" He too had become conscious
at last of Sir Terence's relentless hostility to the accused. "The
court has been given an opportunity of examining those witnesses,
the accused has declined to call any on his own behalf, and the
prosecution has already closed its case."
Sir Harry considered a moment. He had never been very clear upon
matters of procedure, which he looked upon as none of a soldier's
real business. Instinctively in this difficulty he looked at Lord
Wellington as if for guidance; but his lordship's face told him
absolutely nothing, the Commander-in-Chief remaining an impassive
spectator.
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