Sevenoaks Part 66
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"Mr. Belcher wished me to do it, in order to ascertain of him whether his father were living or dead."
"You did not then know that the lad was your nephew?"
"I did not, sir.'
"Have you ever told Mr. Belcher that your brother was alive?"
"I told him that Paul Benedict was alive, at the last interview but one that I ever had with him."
"Did he give you at this interview any reason for his great anxiety to ascertain the facts as to Mr. Benedict's life or death?"
"He did, sir."
"Was there any special occasion for the visit you allude to?"
"I think there was, sir. He had just lost heavily in International Mail, and evidently came in to talk about business. At any rate, he did talk about it, as he had never done before."
"Can you give us the drift or substance of his conversation and statements?"
"Well, sir, he a.s.sured me that he had not been shaken by his losses, said that he kept his manufacturing business entirely separate from his speculations, gave me a history of the manner in which my brother's inventions had come into his hands, and, finally, showed me a little account book, in which he had recorded his profits from manufactures under what he called the Benedict Patents."
"Did you read this book, Mrs. Dillingham?"
"I did, sir."
"Every word?"
"Every word."
"Did you hear me serve a notice on the defendant's counsel to produce this book in Court?"
"I did, sir."
"In that notice did I give the t.i.tle of the book correctly?"
"You did, sir."
"Was this book left in your hands for a considerable length of time?"
"It was, sir, for several hours."
"Did you copy it?"
"I did, sir, every word of it."
"Are you sure that you made a correct copy?"
"I verified it, sir, item by item, again and again."
"Can you give me any proof corroborative of your statement that this book has been in your hands?"
"I can, sir."
"What is it?"
"A letter from Mr. Belcher, asking me to deliver the book to his man Phipps."
"Is that the letter?" inquired Mr. Balfour, pa.s.sing the note into her hands.
"It is, sir."
"May it please the Court," said Mr. Balfour, turning to the Judge, "the copy of this account-book is in my possession, and if the defendant persists in refusing to produce the original, I shall ask the privilege of placing it in evidence."
During the examination of this witness, the defendant and his counsel sat like men overwhelmed. Mr. Cavendish was angry with his client, who did not even hear the curses which were whispered in his ear. The latter had lost not only his money, but the woman whom he loved. The perspiration stood in glistening beads upon his forehead. Once he put his head down upon the table before him, while his frame was convulsed with an uncontrollable pa.s.sion. He held it there until Mr. Cavendish touched him, when he rose and staggered to a pitcher of iced water upon the bar, and drank a long draught. The exhibition of his pain was too terrible to excite in the beholders any emotion lighter than pity.
The Judge looked at Mr. Cavendish who was talking angrily with his client. After waiting for a minute or two, he said: "Unless the original of this book be produced, the Court will be obliged to admit the copy.
It was made by one who had it in custody from the owner's hands."
"I was not aware," said Mr. Cavendish fiercely, "that a crus.h.i.+ng conspiracy like this against my client could be carried on in any court of the United States, under judicial sanction."
"The counsel must permit the Court," said the Judge calmly, "to remind him that it is so far generous toward his disappointment and discourtesy as to refrain from punis.h.i.+ng him for contempt, and to warn him against any repet.i.tion of his offense."
Mr. Cavendish sneered in the face of the Judge, but held his tongue, while Mr. Balfour presented and read the contents of the doc.u.ment. All of Mr. Belcher's property at Sevenoaks, his rifle manufactory, the goods in Talbot's hands, and sundry stocks and bonds came into the enumeration, with the enormous foreign deposit, which const.i.tuted the General's "anchor to windward." It was a handsome showing. Judge, jury and spectators were startled by it, and were helped to understand, better than they had previously done, the magnitude of the stake for which the defendant had played his desperate game, and the stupendous power of the temptation before which he had been led to sacrifice both his honor and his safety.
Mr. Cavendish went over to Mr. Balfour, and they held a long conversation, _sotto voce_. Then Mrs. Dillingham was informed that she could step down, as she would not be wanted for cross-examination. Mr.
Belcher had so persistently lied to his counsel, and his case had become so utterly hopeless, that even Cavendish practically gave it up.
Mr. Balfour then addressed the Court, and said that it had been agreed between himself and Mr. Cavendish, in order to save the time of the Court, that the case should be given to the jury by the Judge, without presentation or argument of counsel.
The Judge occupied a few minutes in recounting the evidence, and presenting the issue, and without leaving their seats the jury rendered a verdict for the whole amount of damages claimed.
The bold, vain-glorious proprietor was a ruined man. The consciousness of power had vanished. The law had grappled with him, shaken him once, and dropped him. He had had a hint from his counsel of Mr. Balfour's intentions, and knew that the same antagonist would wait but a moment to pounce upon him again, and shake the life out of him. It was curious to see how, not only in his own consciousness, but in his appearance, he degenerated into a very vulgar sort of scoundrel. In leaving the Court-room, he skulked by the happy group that surrounded the inventor, not even daring to lift his eyes to Mrs. Dillingham. When he was rich and powerful, with such a place in society as riches and power commanded, he felt himself to be the equal of any woman; but he had been degraded and despoiled in the presence of his idol, and knew that he was measurelessly and hopelessly removed from her. He was glad to get away from the witnesses of his disgrace, and the moment he pa.s.sed the door, he ran rapidly down the stairs, and emerged upon the street.
CHAPTER XXIX.
WHEREIN MR. BELCHER, HAVING EXHIBITED HIS DIRTY RECORD, SHOWS A CLEAN PAIR OF HEELS.
The first face that Mr. Belcher met upon leaving the Court-House was that of Mr. Talbot.
"Get into my coupe," said Talbot. "I will take you home."
Mr. Belcher got into the coupe quickly, as if he were hiding from some pursuing danger. "Home!" said he, huskily, and in a whimpering voice.
"Home! Good G.o.d! I wish I knew where it was."
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