human
I hope, Ayrton, continued he,
gpt
Will you tell me how you left the Britannia, and why you were in Australia?
human
Listen to me, Ayrton, resumed Glenarvan.
gpt
It is for your interest to speak. We may reward a frank confession, which is your only resort. For the last time, will you answer my questions?
human
My lord, said he,
gpt
I have nothing to answer. It is for justice to prove against me.
human
The proofs will be easy,
gpt
Easy, my lord? continued the quartermaster, in a sneering tone.
human
Your lordship seems to me very hasty. I declare that the best judge in Westminster Hall would be puzzled to establish my identity. Who can say why I came to Australia, since Captain Grant is no longer here to inform you? Who can prove that I am that Ben Joyce described by the police, since they have never laid hands upon me, and my companions are at liberty? Who, except you, can charge me, not to say with a crime, but even with a culpable action?