unprovoked insult to a respectable man, under the protection of the bench." Saying this, Mr. Brownlow looked round the office as if in search of some person who would afford him the required information.
"Officer!" said Mr. Fang, throwing the paper on one side, "what 's this fellow charged with?"
"He's not charged at all, your worship," replied the officer. "He appears against the boy, your worship."
His worship knew this perfectly well; but it was a good annoyance, and a safe one.
"Appears against the boy, does he?" said Fang, surveying Mr. Brownlow contemptuously from head to foot. "Swear him!"
"Before I am sworn I must beg to say one word," said Mr. Brownlow; "and that is, that I never, without actual experience, could have believed"
"Hold your tongue, sir!" said Mr. Fang peremptorily.
"I will not, sir!" replied the old gentleman.
