

The justice glanced around uncomfortably upon the crowd, then nodded to
the constable, and said--

Clear the court and close the doors.

It was done.  None remained but the two officials, the accused, the
accuser, and Miles Hendon.  This latter was rigid and colourless, and
on his forehead big drops of cold sweat gathered, broke and blended
together, and trickled down his face.