hood away from danger when that my father and mother were
in fear and sorrow living--they told me there only may one find peace
from sorrow. I will go to them--perhaps--perhaps--they will take
me--again--I do not know. But I will go first with you, Sir Kildene,
wherever you wish me to go. For you are my friend--now, as no one
else. But for you, I am on earth forever alone."

CHAPTER XXXV

THE TRIAL

After Mr. Ballard's visit to the jail, he took upon himself to do what
he could for the young man, out of sympathy and friendship toward both
parties, and in the cause of simple justice. He consulted the only
available counsel left him in Leauvite, a young lawyer named Nathan
Goodbody, whom he knew but slightly.

He told him as much of the case as he thought proper, and then gave
him a note to the prisoner, addressing him as Harry King. Armed with
this letter the young lawyer was soon in close consultation with his
new client. Despite Nathan Goodbody's youth Harry was favorably
impressed. The young man was so interested, so alert, so confident
that all would be well. He seemed to believe so completely the story
Harry told him, and took careful notes of it, saying he would prepare
a brief of the facts and the law, and that Harry might safely leave
everything to him.

"You were wounded in the hip, you say," Nathan Goodbody questioned
him. "We must not neglect the smallest item that may help you, for
your case needs strengthening. You say you were lamed by it--but you
seem to have recovered from that. Is there no scar?"

"That will not help me. My cousin was wounded also, but his was only a
flesh wound from which he quickly recovered and of which he thought
nothing. I doubt if any one here in Leauvite ever heard of it, but
it's the irony of fate that he was more badly scarred by it than I. He
was struck by a spent bullet that tore the flesh only, while the one
that hit me went cleanly to the bone, and splintered it. Mine laid me
up for a year before I could even walk with crutches, while he was
back at his post in a week."

"And both wounds were in the same place--on the same side, for
instance?"

"On the same side, yes; but his was lower down. Mine entered the hip
here, while he was struck about here." Harry indicated the places with
a touch of his finger. "I think it would be best to say nothing about
the scars, unless forced to do so, for I walk as well now as I ever
did, and that will be against me."

"