258 THE HAUGHTYSHIRE HUNT. 



The foreman blushed, and corrected himself immediately. 



" Yes, my Lord. We mean verdict for the defendant." 



" Hooray ! " cried Binkie, and almost before he was aware 

 of it, he found himself shot through the door by the outraged 

 usher, who handed his hat out to him a little later on. 



"Would your Lordship like a case or two transferred from 

 the next Court to your own list, to try? " asked the Eegistrar, 

 blandly. " If so I will at once arrange " 



" By no means ! " hastily interrupted the learned Judge 

 (" see you d — d first," he added to himself indignantly, as 

 he rose from the Bench). 



And whilst Mr, Binkie was being escorted home to his 

 hotel in triumph by his friends, the fair plaintiff left the Law 

 Courts in hysterics and a four-wheeler. 



Little more remains to be told of this veracious history, and 

 within one and the same week the Duke of Haughtyshire, his 

 son and guardian angel, Lord Gravity, Mr, Ronald Dennison, 

 barrister-at-law, and last, but not least, Mr. Travers Algernon 

 Binkie, were duly ' turned off ' in the parish of Mudbury, and 

 all the higher officials of the Church — by which we mean, 

 of course, the pew-opener, sexton, clerk, and bell-ringers — 

 declared that ' they wuz r'3'al times, they wuz,' And as not 

 one of this estimable band was sober for at least a fortnight 

 afterwards, we have little doubt but that, from their point 

 of view, ' they wuz.' 



THE END. 



HUAIllil'KV, AGNKW, cV CO. LIL, PIUNTKliS, LONDON AND TONBIilDGE. 



