He kept his gaze steadily fixed upon the witness, and stood there with compressed lips, still resting on his two hands, as though he were quite satisfied thus to watch the prey that was in his power.

For an instant he glanced up to the jury, and then allowed his eyes to resettle on the face of the witness, as though he might have said, 'There, gentlemen, there he is--the son of a peer, a member of Parliament; what do you think of him ?' The silence of that minute was horrible to Undy, and yet he could hardly bring himself to break it.

The judge looked at him with eyes which seemed to read his inmost soul; the jury looked at him, condemning him one and all; Alaric looked at him with fierce, glaring eyes of hatred, the same eyes that had glared at him that night when he had been collared in the street; the whole crowd looked at him derisively; but the eyes of them all were as nothing to the eyes of Mr.Chaffanbrass.
'I never saw him so great; I never did,' said Mr.Gitemthruet, whispering to his client; and Alaric, even he, felt some consolation in the terrible discomfiture of his enemy.
'I don't know where he got it,' said Undy, at last breaking the terrible silence, and wiping the perspiration from his brow.
'Oh, you don't!' said Mr.Chaffanbrass, knocking his wig back, and coming well out of his kennel.

'After waiting for a quarter of an hour or so, you are able to tell the jury at last that you don't know anything about it.

He took the small trifle of change out of his pocket, I suppose ?' 'I don't know where he took it from.' 'And you didn't ask ?' 'No.' 'You got the money; that was all you know.