Speaking after a moment's pause, his voice was soft, almost tender, yet every word of it carried sharply through that hushed court.
"If I know my own heart it is not in my nature to desire the hurt of anybody, much less to delight in his eternal perdition.

It is out of compassion for you that I have used all these words--because I would have you have some regard for your immortal soul, and not ensure its damnation by obdurately persisting in falsehood and prevarication.

But I see that all the pains in the world, and all compassion and charity are lost upon you, and therefore I will say no more to you." He turned again to the jury that countenance of wistful beauty.

"Gentlemen, I must tell you for law, of which we are the judges, and not you, that if any person be in actual rebellion against the King, and another person--who really and actually was not in rebellion--does knowingly receive, harbour, comfort, or succour him, such a person is as much a traitor as he who indeed bore arms.

We are bound by our oaths and consciences to declare to you what is law; and you are bound by your oaths and your consciences to deliver and to declare to us by your verdict the truth of the facts." Upon that he proceeded to his summing-up, showing how Baynes and Blood were both guilty of treason, the first for having harboured a traitor, the second for having succoured that traitor by dressing his wounds.