Leonard's counsel again objected to this inquiry, and it was not
permitted. Aubrey was dismissed, and, flushed and giddy, was met by
his brother Tom, who almost took him in his arms as he emerged from
the passage.

'O, Tom! what have I done?'

'Famously, provided there's no miller in the jury. Come,' as he felt
the weight on his arm, 'Flora says I am to take you down and make you
take something.'

'No, no, no, I can't! I must go back.'

'I tell you there's nothing going on. Every one is breathing and
baiting.' And he got him safe to a pastrycook's, and administered
brandy cherries, which Aubrey bolted whole like pills, only
entreating to return, and wanting to know how he thought the case
going.

'Excellently. Hazlitt's evidence and yours ought to carry him
through. And Anderson says they have made so much out of the
witnesses for the prosecution, that they need call none for the
defence; and so the enemy will be balked of their reply, and we shall
have the last word. I vow I have missed my vocation. I know I was
born for a barrister!'

'Now may we come back?' said the boy, overwhelmed by his brother's
cheeriness; and they squeezed into court again, Tom inserting Aubrey
into his own former seat, and standing behind him on half a foot at