This was enough for Mr.Chaffanbrass, and then his work was done.
At eight o'clock the court again adjourned; again Charley posted off--for the third time that day--to let Gertrude know that, even as yet, all was not over; and again he and Alaric spent a melancholy evening at the neighbouring tavern; and then, again, on the third morning, all were re-assembled at the Old Bailey.
Or rather they were not all re-assembled.

But few came now, and they were those who were obliged to come.

The crack piece of the trial, that portion to which, among the connoisseurs, the interest was attached, that was all over.

Mr.Chaffanbrass had done his work.

Undy Scott, the member of Parliament, had been gibbeted, and the rest was, in comparison, stale, flat, and unprofitable.