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It
was
in
the
fourth
year
of
my
apprenticeship
to
Joe
,
and
it
was
a
Saturday
night
.
There
was
a
group
assembled
round
the
fire
at
the
Three
Jolly
Bargemen
,
attentive
to
Mr
.
Wopsle
as
he
read
the
newspaper
aloud
.
Of
that
group
I
was
one
.
A
highly
popular
murder
had
been
committed
,
and
Mr
.
Wopsle
was
imbrued
in
blood
to
the
eyebrows
.
He
gloated
over
every
abhorrent
adjective
in
the
description
,
and
identified
himself
with
every
witness
at
the
Inquest
.
He
faintly
moaned
,
"
I
am
done
for
,
"
as
the
victim
,
and
he
barbarously
bellowed
,
"
I
’
ll
serve
you
out
,
"
as
the
murderer
.
He
gave
the
medical
testimony
,
in
pointed
imitation
of
our
local
practitioner
;
and
he
piped
and
shook
,
as
the
aged
turnpike
-
keeper
who
had
heard
blows
,
to
an
extent
so
very
paralytic
as
to
suggest
a
doubt
regarding
the
mental
competency
of
that
witness
.
The
coroner
,
in
Mr
.
Wopsle
’
s
hands
,
became
Timon
of
Athens
;
the
beadle
,
Coriolanus
.
He
enjoyed
himself
thoroughly
,
and
we
all
enjoyed
ourselves
,
and
were
delightfully
comfortable
.
In
this
cosey
state
of
mind
we
came
to
the
verdict
Wilful
Murder
.
Then
,
and
not
sooner
,
I
became
aware
of
a
strange
gentleman
leaning
over
the
back
of
the
settle
opposite
me
,
looking
on
.
There
was
an
expression
of
contempt
on
his
face
,
and
he
bit
the
side
of
a
great
forefinger
as
he
watched
the
group
of
faces
.
"
Well
!
"
said
the
stranger
to
Mr
.
Wopsle
,
when
the
reading
was
done
,
"
you
have
settled
it
all
to
your
own
satisfaction
,
I
have
no
doubt
?
"
Everybody
started
and
looked
up
,
as
if
it
were
the
murderer
.
He
looked
at
everybody
coldly
and
sarcastically
.
"
Guilty
,
of
course
?
"
said
he
.
"
Out
with
it
.
Come
!
"
"
Sir
,
"
returned
Mr
.
Wopsle
,
"
without
having
the
honor
of
your
acquaintance
,
I
do
say
Guilty
.
"
Upon
this
we
all
took
courage
to
unite
in
a
confirmatory
murmur
.
"
I
know
you
do
,
"
said
the
stranger
;
"
I
knew
you
would
.
I
told
you
so
.
But
now
I
’
ll
ask
you
a
question
.
Do
you
know
,
or
do
you
not
know
,
that
the
law
of
England
supposes
every
man
to
be
innocent
,
until
he
is
proved
-
proved
—
to
be
guilty
?
"
"
Sir
,
"
Mr
.
Wopsle
began
to
reply
,
"
as
an
Englishman
myself
,
I
—
"
