I struggled to my feet, and confronted the gamekeeper.

He had noticed my hurry in entering the wood; his suspicions had been aroused, and he and the lad had followed me.

There was blood on my clothes; there was horror in my face.

Appearances were plainly against me; I had no choice but to accompany the gamekeeper to the nearest magistrate.
My instructions to my solicitor forbade him to vindicate my innocence by taking any technical legal objections to the action of the magistrate or of the coroner.

I insisted on my witnesses being summoned to the lawyer's office, and allowed to state, in their own way, what they could truly declare on my behalf; and I left my defense to be founded upon the materials thus obtained.