His Lordship has every confidence in
counsel's ability to pick up the facts as the case proceeds. If
counsel's personal convenience is involved that is another matter.
But as for Zohenhollern--["Hohenzollern, my Lord"]--he cannot expect
particular treatment; and that will do, thank you.
The ushers start calling out for him to surrender to his bail:
"Hohenzollern! Hhhohenzollern! Owen Zollern!" re-echoes throughout
the building. "Zollern--O-N!" is heard faintly in the far distance.
No one notices that a gentleman with a fierce moustache has already
made his dramatic entry and is trying to push his way into the
dock....
He is stood up with half-a-dozen other prisoners, so that one jury
may be sworn for the lot. It is desired that each prisoner should
be identified with his name as it is called. WILLIAM HOHENZOLLERN,
whichever he may be, is asked to bold up his hand. An old man in
corduroys, who wears a dirty handkerchief round his neck for collar
and cravat, and is charged with feloniously stealing, taking and
carrying away his forty-first pair of boots and is also a bit 'ard
of 'earing, insists that he is the man. As nothing will persuade
him that he is not, the Clerk of Assize leaves it to the warders to
decide which of the two is which.
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