Tempest hesitated, and then sat down; but the witness had fainted. Barnett, K. C., rose, and remarked that he felt he had no alternative consistent with the dignity of his profession but to retire from the case, and his junior did the same. The judge adjourned, and the court slowly emptied.
With a grave face Tempest returned to his chambers.
Baxter and Marston joined him in the corridor, and the three men walked in silence across New Square.
“Come along in. I know a great deal more than you do, and I’m at my wits’ end what to do,” said the barrister. Handing his wig and gown to his clerk he lighted a cigarette, and backwards and forwards he paced along the narrow pathway across his carpet.
“I ought to have done it, but I simply couldn’t. Very few people in court could know all the fact
