Chapter 54

Two o’clock came and the corridors emptied themselves into the court-room again. The crucial moment had arrived. The newspaper men, the district attorney’s staff, the distinguished representatives of the Spanish colony, the melancholy jury, and the recorder reassembled in their places. Last of all placidly strolled in Mr. Tutt. The atmosphere was tense with expectation. It was the zero hour of the trial. And the crowd breathlessly awaited the instant when Mr. Tutt and Don Antonio would go over the top together. At …