men are justified by the fact, and if not, what situation do they place themselves in?"
The constable nodded profoundly, and said that if that wasn't law, he should be glad to know what was.
"I ask you again," thundered the doctor, "are you on your solemn oaths able to identify that boy?"
Brittles looked doubtfully at Mr. Giles, Mr. Giles looked doubtfully at Brittles; the constable put his hand behind his ear to catch the reply; the two women and the tinker leant forward to listen; and the doctor glanced keenly round, when a ring was heard at the gate, and at the same moment the sound of wheels.
"It's the runners!" cried Brittles, to all appearance much relieved.
"The what!" exclaimed the doctor, aghast in his turn.
"The Bow-street officers, sir," replied Brittles, taking up a candle, "me and Mr. Giles sent for 'em this morning."
"What!" cried the doctor.