itance for her son.
It may almost be doubted whether at moments during these three days
he did not again persuade himself that she was an injured woman.
Aram, as may be remembered, had felt misgivings as to Mr. Furnival's
powers for such cross-examination; but Chaffanbrass had never doubted
it. He knew that Mr. Furnival could do as much as himself in that
way; the difference being this,--that Mr. Furnival could do something
else besides.

"And now, Mr. Kenneby, I'll ask you a few questions," he said; and
Kenneby turned round to him. The barrister spoke in a mild low voice,
but his eye transfixed the poor fellow at once; and though Kenneby
was told a dozen times to look at the jury and speak to the jury, he
never was able to take his gaze away from Mr. Furnival's face.

"You remember the old trial," he said; and as he spoke he held in his
hand what was known to be an account of that transaction. Then there
arose a debate between him and Sir Richard, in which Chaffanbrass,
and Graham, and Mr. Steelyard all took part, as to whether Kenneby
might be examined as to his former examination; and on this point
Graham pleaded very volubly, bringing up precedents without
number,--striving to do his duty to his client on a point with which
his own conscience did not interfere. And at last it was ruled by the
judge that this examination might go on;--whereupon both Sir Richard
and Mr. Steelyard sat down as though they were perfectly satisfied.
Kenneby, on being again asked, said that he did remember the old
trial.

"It is necessary, you know, that the jury should hear you, and if you
look at them and speak to them, they would stand a better chance."
Kenneby for a moment allowed his eye to travel up to the jury box,
but it instantly fell again, and fixed itself on the lawyer's face.
"You do remember that trial?"

"Yes, sir, I remember it," whispered Kenneby.

"Do you remember my asking you then whether you had been in the habit
of witnessing Sir Joseph Mason's signature?"

"Did you ask me that, sir?"

"That is the question which I put to you. Do you remember my doing
so?"

"I dare say you did, sir."

"I did, and I will now read your answer. We shall give to the jury a
copy of the proceedings of that trial, my lord, when we have proved
it,--as of course we intend to do."

And then there was another little battle between the barristers. But
as Lady Mason was now being tried for perjury, alleged to have been
committed at