The Red Seal by Natalie Sumner Lincoln
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"Did you search your prisoner?" asked Rochester, as he took the witness. "Yes, sir. "Find any concealed weapons?" "No, sir." "A burglar's kit?" "No, sir." "Did the prisoner make a statement after his arrest?" "No, sir; he came along peaceably enough, hardly a word out of him," acknowledged O'Ryan regretfully. He enjoyed a reputation on the force as a "scrapper," and a willing prisoner was a disappointment to his naturally pugnacious disposition. "Did you search the house?" "Sure, and haven't I been telling you I did?" answered O'Ryan; his pride in his achievement in arresting a burglar in so fashionable a neighborhood as Sheridan Circle was giving place to resentment at Rochester's manner of addressing him. At a sign from the lawyer, he left the witness stand, and Rochester addressed the Judge. "I ask the indulgence of the court for more time," he commenced, |
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