He got up stiffly and started walking up and down the little
room.

"In a way I'm glad it's over," said he. "I never got any peace,
always thinking they were after me--afraid to speak to anyone.
They were bound to get me in the end--Yes, I'm glad it's over."

Then the Doctor talked to Luke for more than half an hour, trying
to cheer him up; while I sat around wondering what I ought to say
and wishing I could do something.

At last the Doctor said he wanted to see Bob; and we knocked upon
the door and were let out by the policeman.

"Bob," said the Doctor to the big bulldog in the passage, "come
out with me into the porch. I want to ask you something."

"How is he, Doctor?" asked Bob as we walked down the corridor
into the Court-house porch.

"Oh, Luke's all right. Very miserable of course, but he's all
right. Now tell me, Bob: you saw this business happen, didn't
you? You were there when the man was killed, eh?"

"I was, Doctor," said Bob, "and I tell you--"

"All right," the Doctor interrupted, "that's all I want to know
for the present. There isn't time to tell me more now. The trial
is just going to begin. There are the judge and the lawyers
coming up the steps. Now listen, Bob: I want you to stay with