The Tables Turned - or, Nupkins Awakened. A Socialist Interlude by William Morris
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taken place, endangering, I doubt not, the life of his lordship, and your
own lives, gentlemen, so valuable to--to--to--in short, to yourselves. Need I point out to you at any length, then, the danger of allowing criminals, offenders against the sacred rights of property, to go at large? This incident speaks for me, and I have now nothing to do but let the witnesses speak for themselves. Gentlemen of the Jury, I do not ask you to convict on insufficient evidence; but I _do_ ask you not to be swayed by any false sentiment bearing reference to the so-called smallness of the offence, or the poverty of the offender. The law is made for the poor as well as for the rich, for the rich as well as for the poor. The poor man has no more right to shelter himself behind his poverty, than the rich man behind his riches. In short, gentlemen of the Jury, what I ask you in all confidence to do, is to do justice and fear not.--I call Sergeant Sticktoit. [SERGEANT STICKTOIT _sworn_. _Mr. H_. Well, sergeant, you saw this woman steal the loaves? _Sticktoit_. Yes, sir. _Mr. H_. All of them? _St_. Yes, all. _Mr. H_. From different shops, or from one? _St_. From three different shops. _Mr. H_. Yes, just so. (_Aside_: Then why the devil did he say from one |
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