This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1864. Excerpt: ... How wonderful is the effect of "the human face divine" (when it really deserves that epithet) on the minds of men, and more so still, on those of women! As Arthur Bertram stood erect, his arms folded, his countenance pale, and, "more in sorrow than in anger," meeting with a clear, fearless, unclouded eye, and a frank, open brow, the flushed, frowning faces of the Jury, the witnesses, and the crowd, a change of feeling in his favour passed like electricity from heart to heart--a doubt of his guilt was busy v in every bosom. Everyone instinctively felt that these were not the mien, the bearing, the face, of a vile, a cowardly assassin. And yet, as the investigation proceeded, how irresistible became the force of the circumstantial evidence against him! The witnesses were very few, but their examination and cross-examination by the prisoner occupied a long time. The principal one was Roger Croft. He deposed that the late Marquis of Dunstanburgh--one of his oldest and dearest friends, his schoolfellow at Eton, his intimate at college, his travelling companion abroad, and his inseparable associate at home--had confided to him that he had unfortunately provoked a quarrel with the young man of the name of Arthur Bertram. In reply to a question by one of the Jurymen, Roger Croft, with apparent unwillingness, acknowledged that Arthur Bertram was a relation of his own--an illegitimate child of his father's only daughter by his first wife, Clarissa-Croft. As Roger Croft lisped out this venom, Arthur was observed to turn, first very red, and then very pale, to clench his fist, and to fix his flashing eyes on Roger, who averted his sly and snake-like glance, and grew livid with rage and terror. Roger Croft proceeded to say, that from early boyhood there had been great...