human
By the way, Lynx--aren't you with me in _Higson and Mellington_?
gpt
Yes--and it stands first for to-morrow morning!
human
I've not opened my papers, and--why, we've a consultation fixed for ten o'clock to-night! What's it all about?
gpt
It's _libel_ against a newspaper editor--the POMFRET COCKATRICE; and our client's a clergyman. They've slandered him most abominably: they say he entered the church as a wholesale dealer in tithes--and as to religion--is an unbeliever and hypocrite!
human
Ay, ay?--that sounds a little like substantial damages!--Do they _justify_?
gpt
No--they've pleaded not guilty only.
human
Who leads for the defender?
gpt
Mr. Quicksilver.
human
Oh!--very well. We must have the consultation to-morrow morning, at the Robing-room--ten minutes before the sitting of the court. I'm rather tired to-night.
gpt
that was going on. His eyes were red and swollen with weeping; and his little breast throbbed violently as he walked to and fro from one door of the court to the other.
human
Oh, gents, will you get me in again? said he, in passionate tones, approaching two gentlemen, who, with a very anxious and oppressed air, were standing together at the outside of one of the doors--in fact, Lord De la Zouch and Mr. Aubrey; and they quickly recognized in Titmouse the gentleman whose claims were being at that instant mooted within the court.
gpt
We have no power, sir, to get you in,
human
The court is crowded to the very door, sir--and we really have no more right to be present in court, or get others into court, than you have,
gpt
Thank you, sir! Thank you! quoth Titmouse, moving with an apprehensive air away from Lord De la Zouch, towards Mr. Aubrey,
human
Know quite well who you are, sir! 'Pon my solemn soul, sir, sorry to do all this; but law's law, and right's right, all the world over!
gpt
I _desire_ you to leave us, sir, said Lord De la Zouch, with irrepressible sternness;