dy, and who witnessed the whole transaction between you and that worthy prisoner—Have you any explanation to give?"
"Mr. Pleydell," said Glossin with great composure, "I presume, if you were my counsel, you would not advise me to answer upon the spur of the moment to a charge which the basest of mankind seem ready to establish by perjury."
"My advice would be regulated by my opinion of your innocence or guilt. In your case I believe you take the wisest course; but you are aware you must stand committed?"
"What, sir? Upon a charge of murder?"
"No; only as art and part of kidnapping the child."
"That is a bailable offence."
"Pardon me," said Pleydell, "it is plagium, and plagium is felony."
"Forgive me, Mr. Pleydell; there is only one case upon record, Torrence and Waldie. They were, you remember, resurrection-women, who had promised to
