me when I go into the court-room. And whatever I tell you to do,
do it. Do you understand? Don't make any scenes. Don't bite
anybody, no matter what they may say about Luke. Just behave
perfectly quietly and answer any question I may ask
you--truthfully. Do you understand?"

"Very well. But do you think you will be able to get him off,
Doctor?" asked Bob. "He's a good man, Doctor. He really is.
There never was a better."

"We'll see, we'll see, Bob. It's a new thing I'm going to try.
I'm not sure the judge will allow it. But--well, we'll see. It's
time to go into the court-room now. Don't forget what I told
you. Remember: for Heaven's sake don't start biting any one or
you'll get us all put out and spoil everything."



THE FIFTH CHAPTER

MENDOZA

INSIDE the court-room everything was very solemn and wonderful.
It was a high, big room. Raised above the floor, against the
wall was the judge's desk; and here the judge was already
sitting--an old, handsome man in a marvelous big wig of gray hair
and a gown of black. Below him was another wide, long desk at
which lawyers in white wigs sat. The whole thing reminded me of a
mixture between a church and a school.