those
motives have been allowed to act. We, who are altogether upon the
square in what we are doing, desire nothing more than that." All
which Mr. Chaffanbrass said by his look, his shrug, and his gesture,
much more eloquently than he could have done by the use of any words.

Mr. Dockwrath, as he left the box and went back to his seat--in
doing which he had to cross the table in the middle of the
court--endeavoured to look and move as though all were right with
him. He knew that the eyes of the court were on him, and especially
the eyes of the judge and jury. He knew also how men's minds are
unconsciously swayed by small appearances. He endeavoured therefore
to seem indifferent; but in doing so he swaggered, and was conscious
that he swaggered; and he felt as he gained his seat that Mr.
Chaffanbrass had been too much for him.

Then one Mr. Torrington from London was examined by Sir Richard
Leatherham, and he proved, apparently beyond all doubt, that a
certain deed which he produced was genuine. That deed bore the same
date as the codicil which was now questioned, had been executed at
Orley Farm by old Sir Joseph, and bore the signatures of John Kenneby
and Bridget Bolster as witnesses. Sir Richard, holding the deeds in
his hands, explained to the jury that he did not at the present stage
of the proceedings ask them to take it as proved that those names
were the true signatures of the two persons indicated. ("I should
think not," said Mr. Furnival, in a loud voice.) But he asked them to
satisfy themselves that the document as now existing purported to
bear those two signatures. It would be for them to judge, when the
evidence brought before them should be complete, whether or no that
deed were a true document. And then the deed was handed up into the
jury-box, and the twelve jurymen all examined it. The statement made
by this Mr. Torrington was very simple. It had become his business
to know the circumstances of the late partnership between Mason and
Martock, and these circumstances he explained. Then Sir Richard
handed him over to be cross-examined.

It was now Graham's turn to begin his work; but as he rose to do so
his mind misgave him. Not a syllable that this Torrington had said
appeared to him to be unworthy of belief. The man had not uttered a
word, of the truth of which Graham did not feel himself positively
assured; and, more than that,--the man had clearly told all that was
within him to tell, all that it