The evidence against him amounted to nothing.

The witnesses--one of them a lying wretch who ought to be whipped at the cart's tail from Newgate to Charing Cross, by name Jeremy Rofflash--were scoundrelly common informers of the lowest type.

Lancelot's father, a Whig clergyman and strong supporter of King George, appeared in court to speak on behalf of his son's character, and the lad was acquitted.

But I fear he's broken in health, and I doubt if he'll be the man he was before." Again Lavinia was silent.

It was all very sad, and she felt full of pity for Lance.