In Sight of St. Paul's — page 246: what you’re looking at

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WAITING FOR THE VERDICT. 241 | see Cynthia, but the latter had invariably refused to see him, an incident which was calculated to increase rather than lessen his agitation. Treacher, too, was a man that he had good reason to fear, but Treacher could be bought. The first day of the trial the testimony was all against the prisoner, and Gridston was corresponding- — ly elated. But the second day things seemed to be changed. There was much which was in favor of Chichester, and Gridston, unable to remain longer, left the court- room, to wander aimlessly about the gardens of St. Paul’s Cathedral, which were close at hand. For once his nerve was gone. There was some- thing wrong, what he did not know, and the anxiety was terrible. | He walked back and forth, back and forth, not knowing what to expect. He had left Treacher in the court-room, telling him to come to him at once, if any startling development should occur in the pro- gress of the trial. | At last, after an hour or two, although it seemed years to the man who was waiting in an agony of suspense, the lawyer appéared. “(Thank goodness I’ve found you!’’ exclaimed Treacher hurrying toward him and clutching Grid- ston’s arm in his excitement. ‘‘Get away as soon as (Xo) AMILICE JOO CSE EGO m