108 THE TRIAL.

“¢Mys. Lane, what time was it that Mr.
Daniell went to bed that night?’

‘«¢<¢ About nine o’clock,’ said she.

“‘¢ How was his room situated ?’ |

“¢He slept in a long chamber over a
shed, with some other men. There were
two beds there.’

““¢ And where were the stairs that led up
into that chamber ?’

«“¢ They were out in the shed.’

“<¢Then how could you know when he
went to bed?’

“<«Why, he went out, and told my hus-
band and me that he was going to bed. So
I suppose he did.’

“¢Ah, that is it, then!’ said the state’s
attorney ; ‘very well.’ So Mrs. Lane went
away, and Mr. Sparr said he had no more
witnesses to bring forward.”

“ And was that the end of the trial?”
said Rollo.

‘No, then came the arguments.”

“The arguments! what are they?”

“Why, each lawyer makes a speech to the
jury, about the case, —the state’s attorney
trying to make them believe that the pris-
oner is guilty, and his counsel for the pris-