"Wait, dear. Let us know the whole business first."

And then, as my mother sank back into her seat, I saw Mrs Doctor take a seat by her side, whisper something, and my mother took her hand.

"Now, Doctor Browne, if you please," said my uncle in his sharp, quick, military way, "we are all attention, and want to hear the truth of this miserable business before the boy himself."

"Certainly, Colonel Seaborough," said the Doctor rather nervously, but he spoke firmly directly after. "I thought it my duty first to ask you to come, as I naturally was most loth to proceed to extremities."

"Naturally, sir, naturally," said my uncle sharply. "A prisoner's allowed a fair court-martial, eh, Rye?"

"Yes, yes, of course," said the General, and he opened a gold box and took snuff loudly.

As soon as I could tear my eyes from my mother's, I looked across at the three boys defiantly: at Burr major, who turned his eyes away uneasily; at d.i.c.ksee, who was looking at me with a sneering grin upon his countenance, a grin which faded directly into a very uncomfortable look, and he too turned away, and whispered something to Burr major; but by this time my eyes were fixed fiercely upon Mercer, who met my gaze with a pitiful expression, which I read directly to mean, "Don't, pray don't say I did it. They'd never forgive me. They will you. Pray, pray, don't tell!"

I turned from him with a choking sensation of anger rising in my throat, and then stood listening, as all the old business was gone through, much as it had been up in the loft, but with this exception, that in the midst of Burr major's statement the General gazed at him so fiercely that my school-fellow faltered, and quite blundered through his answers.

"One moment, Doctor Browne," said the General. "Here, you, sir; you don't like Frank Burr, do you?"

"Well, sir, I--"

"Answer my question, sir. You don't like him, do you?"

"N-no, sir."

"Thrashed you well, didn't he, for bullying?"

"I had an encounter with Burr junior, sir."

"Yes, and he thrashed you well, I know."

"I beg your pardon, Sir Hawkhurst," said the Doctor warmly. "My pupil here, Burr major, has, I am well aware, been exceedingly tyrannical to his schoolfellows, and when it reached my ears by a side wind that he had been soundly thrashed by his fellow pupil here, I must own to having been glad; but as his tutor it behoves me to say that he is a boy of strictly honourable feelings, and I do not believe he would speak as he has done if he did not believe the truth of all he has said."

"Humph!" said the General. "Quite right, Doctor, quite right. I'm afraid I was unjust."

Then d.i.c.ksee, who looked green, made his statement, and before he had done, the General thumped his stick down on the floor loudly.

"Here, Doctor: this fellow won't do at all. He's a sneak and a miserable, malicious scoundrel. You can see it all over his face.

You're not going to take up the cudgels for him, are you?"

"I am sorry to say I cannot," replied the Doctor gravely; "and if this sad business rested upon his word alone, I should not have acted as I have; but, as you have heard and will hear, Sir Hawkhurst, we have terribly strong evidence. I wish it were otherwise."

And again the weary business went on, with my mental agony increasing as I saw my mother's eyes fixed upon me. At first imploringly, then they seemed to be full of pain, and later on it seemed to me as if she, were suffering from a sorrow that was too hard for her to bear.

Then she would flush up angrily, and turn a reproachful look upon my uncle, as he questioned the boys and the masters, entered into what seemed to be angry controversies with the Doctor, and generally went against me all through, until I began to look at him with horror, as the greatest enemy I had in the room.

That I was not alone in my opinion was soon evident, for I heard the Doctor sigh, and look reproachfully at him, while twice over Sir Hawkhurst uttered a gruff,--

"No, no, sir. Oh, come, come, Seaborough, be just."

"I am trying to be just," said my uncle sternly, after the General had said this last again. "Recollect, sir, I stand in the position of this boy's father. He is my dear sister's only child, and it has been my great desire to have him brought up as a worthy successor to his brave father,--as a soldier and a gentleman,--and because I speak firmly and feel warmly upon the subject, you say, 'Be just.'"

"Well, well," cried the General, "you have struck me several times as being hard."

"Yes, Sir Hawkhurst," a.s.sented the Doctor; "perhaps too hard."

"Absurd, gentlemen!" cried my uncle. "I'm not the boy's mother, to forgive him after a few tears, and tell him he must be a good boy, and never do so again."

"Colonel Seaborough," cried Mrs Doctor reproachfully, "and pray who is to forgive, if it is not a mother?"

"A beautiful sentiment, madam," cried my uncle; "but you forget that, after building up my hopes on this boy's success in life, I am suddenly summoned, not to come ready to defend him from the foul charge, but to have it literally forced upon me that my nephew--No, I'll discard him.

If this really is true, and he is proved to be a pitiful, unmanly, contemptible thief, I have done with him for ever."

"No, no, sir," said the Doctor. "You shall not say that. You are a Christian, and you belie your own belief."

"Belie it or no, sir, I cannot bear this!" cried my uncle fiercely.

"Now, Frank, speak out. Did you take that contemptible toy?"

"No, uncle," I said firmly.

"Come: that's something. That's the truth or a lie. That wretched fellow says he saw you with the watch in your hand: is that true?"

"Yes, uncle."

"That he saw you hide it in the box?"

"Yes, uncle."

"You locked it up there?"

"Yes, uncle."

"Another question: did you know whose watch it was?"

"Yes, uncle."

"And that it was stolen?"

"Yes, uncle."

"And you were not going to speak about it being in your possession?"

"No, uncle."

There was a terrible pause, and in the midst of the silence, my uncle went on.

"One word or two more, sir. On the day the watch was missed, you refused to play?"

"Yes, uncle."