_Arch_. Certainly, Mr Hungary.

_Mr. H_. You say that the audience was very small; that was at first;
but did it not increase as time went on?

_Arch_. Yes; an itinerant vendor of ices drew up his stall there, and
two policemen--these gentlemen--strolled in, and some ten or more others
stood round us before the orator had finished.

_Mr. H_. (_Aside_: H'm! old beggar will be so very specific. Let's try
him as to the sedition.) (_To_ ARCH.) My lord, you said that you were
shocked at what the prisoner said: what was the nature of his discourse?

_Arch_. I regret to have to say that it was a mass of the most frightful
incendiarism, delivered with an occasional air of jocularity and dry
humour that made my flesh creep. Amidst the persistent attacks on
property he did not spare other sacred things. He even made an attack on
my position, stating (wrongly) the amount of my moderate stipend. Indeed,
I think he recognised me, although I was partially disguised.

_J. F_. (_Aside_: True for you, old Benson, or else how could I have
subpoenaed you?)

_Mr. H_. I thank your Grace: that will do.

_J. F_. I now call Lord Tennyson.

[LORD TENNYSON _sworn_.

_J. F_. My lord, have you been present, in disguise, at a meeting of the