I will do it." He turned towards a cupboard into which he had put a certain bottle before he went to the court-room two hours before.

He put the key in the lock, then stopped.

"No, I think not!" he said.

"What I say to her shall not be said forensically.

What a discovery I've made! I was dull, blank, all iron and ice; the judge, the jury, the public, even Kathleen, against me; and then that bottle in there--and I saw things like crystal! I had a glow in my brain, I had a tingle in my fingers; and I had success, and"-- his face clouded--"He was as guilty as hell!" he added, almost bitterly, as he put the key of the cupboard into his pocket again.
There was a knock at the door, and a youth of about nineteen entered.
"Hello!" he said.