If there's a perlice here, I call on 'em to arrest this feller for them diamonds of Miss Tracy's! They are in his pocket--or was last night.

I seen 'em myself, and he dassent deny it.' By this time the court-house was in wild confusion, as the spectators arose from their seats and pressed forward to where Peterkin stood denouncing Harold, who was white as ashes, and looked as if he were going to faint, as Billy hastened to his side, whispering: 'Lean on me, and I will get you out of this.

Father is mad.' But order was soon restored, though not until Peterkin had yelled again, as Harold was leaving the room: 'Search him, I tell you! Don't let him escape! He's got 'em in his pocket--Miss Tracy's diamonds! Lord of heavens! don't you remember the row there was about 'em years ago ?' Of what followed during the next hour Harold knew very little.

There was a crowd around him, and cries of 'He is going to faint!' while Billy's stammering voice called pleadingly, 'St-stand back, ca-can't you, and gi-give him air.' Then, a deluge of water in his face; then a great darkness and the voices sounded a long way off, and he felt so tired and sleepy, and thought of Jerry, and Maude, and lived over again the scene in the Tramp-House, when he found the former in the bag, and felt her little fat arms around his neck as he staggered with her through the snow, wondering why she was so heavy, and why her feet were dragging on the ground.

When he came more fully to himself, he was in a little room in the court-house, and Billy's arm was lying protectingly across his shoulder, while Billy's father was bellowing like a bull: 'Be you goin' to let him go! Ain't you goin' to git a writ and arrest him! Why don't you handcuff him, somebody?
And you, Bill, be you a fool to stan' there a huggin' him as if he was a gal! What do you mean ?' 'Ha-Hal is my fr-friend, father.