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〃No；〃 said Moon reflectively。 〃Seldom the time and the place
and the blue gate altogether； and it all depends whether you
come of an old country family。 My ancestors leaned on gates
before any one had discovered how to open them。〃
〃Michael！〃 cried Arthur Inglewood in a kind of agony； 〃are you going to get
out of the way？〃
〃Why； no； I think not；〃 said Michael； after some meditation；
and swung himself slowly round； so that he confronted the company；
while still； in a lounging attitude； occupying the path。
〃Hullo！〃 he called out suddenly； 〃what are you doing to Mr。 Smith？〃
〃Taking him away；〃 answered Warner shortly； 〃to be examined。〃
〃Matriculation？〃 asked Moon brightly。
〃By a magistrate；〃 said the other curtly。
〃And what other magistrate；〃 cried Michael； raising his voice；
〃dares to try what befell on this free soil； save only the ancient
and independent Dukes of Beacon？ What other court dares to try
one of our company； save only the High Court of Beacon？ Have you
forgotten that only this afternoon we flew the flag of independence
and severed ourselves from all the nations of the earth？〃
〃Michael；〃 cried Rosamund； wringing her hands； 〃how can you stand
there talking nonsense？ Why； you saw the dreadful thing yourself。
You were there when he went mad。 It was you that helped the doctor
up when he fell over the flower…pot。〃
〃And the High Court of Beacon；〃 replied Moon with hauteur；
〃has special powers in all cases concerning lunatics；
flower…pots； and doctors who fall down in gardens。
It's in our very first charter from Edward I： ‘Si medicus
quisquam in horto prostratus'〃
〃Out of the way！〃 cried Warner with sudden fury； 〃or we will force
you out of it。〃
〃What！〃 cried Michael Moon； with a cry of hilarious fierceness。
〃Shall I die in defence of this sacred pale？ Will you paint
these blue railings red with my gore？〃 and he laid hold of one
of the blue spikes behind him。 As Inglewood had noticed earlier
in the evening； the railing was loose and crooked at this place；
and the painted iron staff and spearhead came away in Michael's
hand as he shook it。
〃See！〃 he cried； brandishing this broken javelin in the air；
〃the very lances round Beacon Tower leap from their places to defend it。
Ah； in such a place and hour it is a fine thing to die alone！〃
And in a voice like a drum he rolled the noble lines of Ronsard
〃Ou pour l'honneur de Dieu； ou pour le droit de mon prince； Navre；
poitrine ouverte； au bord de mon province。〃
〃Sakes alive！〃 said the American gentleman； almost in an awed tone。
Then he added； 〃Are there two maniacs here？〃
〃No； there are five；〃 thundered Moon。 〃Smith and I are the only
sane people left。〃
〃Michael！〃 cried Rosamund； 〃Michael； what does it mean？〃
〃It means bosh！〃 roared Michael； and slung his painted spear
hurtling to the other end of the garden。 〃It means that doctors
are bosh； and criminology is bosh； and Americans are bosh
much more bosh than our Court of Beacon。 It means； you fatheads；
that Innocent Smith is no more mad or bad than the bird
on that tree。〃
〃But； my dear Moon；〃 began Inglewood in his modest manner； 〃these gentlemen〃
〃On the word of two doctors；〃 exploded Moon again；
without listening to anybody else； 〃shut up in a private hell
on the word of two doctors！ And such doctors！ Oh； my hat！
Look at 'em！do just look at 'em！ Would you read a book；
or buy a dog； or go to a hotel on the advice of twenty such？
My people came from Ireland； and were Catholics。 What would
you say if I called a man wicked on the word of two priests？〃
〃But it isn't only their word； Michael；〃 reasoned Rosamund；
〃they've got evidence too。〃
〃Have you looked at it？〃 asked Moon。
〃No；〃 said Rosamund； with a sort of faint surprise； 〃these gentlemen
are in charge of it。〃
〃And of everything else； it seems to me；〃 said Michael。 〃Why； you
haven't even had the decency to consult Mrs。 Duke。〃
〃Oh； that's no use；〃 said Diana in an undertone to Rosamund； 〃Auntie can't
say ‘Bo！' to a goose。〃
〃I am glad to hear it；〃 answered Michael； 〃for with such a flock of geese
to say it to； the horrid expletive might be constantly on her lips。
For my part； I simply refuse to let things be done in this light
and airy style。 I appeal to Mrs。 Dukeit's her house。〃
〃Mrs。 Duke？〃 repeated Inglewood doubtfully。
〃Yes； Mrs。 Duke；〃 said Michael firmly； 〃commonly called the Iron Duke。〃
〃If you ask Auntie；〃 said Diana quietly； 〃she'll only be for doing nothing
at all。 Her only idea is to hush things up or to let things slide。
That just suits her。〃
〃Yes；〃 replied Michael Moon； 〃and； as it happens； it just suits
all of us。 You are impatient with your elders； Miss Duke；
but when you are as old yourself you will know what Napoleon knew
that half one's letters answer themselves if you can only refrain
from the fleshly appetite of answering them。〃
He was still lounging in the same absurd attitude； with his elbow
on the grate； but his voice had altered abruptly for the third time；
just as it had changed from the mock heroic to the humanly indignant；
it now changed to the airy incisiveness of a lawyer giving
good legal advice。
〃It isn't only your aunt who wants to keep this quiet if
she can；〃 he said； 〃we all want to keep it quiet if we can。
Look at the large factsthe big bones of the case。 I believe
those scientific gentlemen have made a highly scientific mistake。
I believe Smith is as blameless as a buttercup。 I admit
buttercups don't often let off loaded pistols in private houses；
I admit there is something demanding explanation。
But I am morally certain there's some blunder； or some joke；
or some allegory； or some accident behind all this。
Well； suppose I'm wrong。 We've disarmed him； we're five men
to hold him； he may as well go to a lock…up later on as now。
But suppose there's even a chance of my being right。
Is it anybody's interest here to wash this linen in public？
〃Come； I'll take each of you in order。 Once take Smith outside that gate；
and you take him into the front page of the evening papers。 I know；
I've written the front page myself。 Miss Duke； do you or your aunt want
a sort of notice stuck up over your boarding…house‘Doctors shot here。'
No； nodoctors are rubbish； as I said； but you don't want the rubbish
shot here。 Arthur； suppose I am right； or suppose I am wrong。
Smith has appeared as an old schoolfellow of yours。 Mark my words；
if he's proved guilty； the Organs of Public Opinion will say you
introduced him。 If he's proved innocent； they will say you helped
to collar him。 Rosamund； my dear； suppose I am right or wrong。
If he's proved guilty； they'll say you engaged your companion to him。
If he's proved innocent； they'll print that telegram。
I know the Organs； damn them。〃
He stopped an instant； for this rapid rationalism left him more
breathless than had either his theatrical or his real denunciation。
But he was plainly in earnest； as well as positive and lucid；
as was proved by his proceeding quickly the moment he had
found his breath。
〃It is just the same；〃 he cried； 〃with our medical friends。
You will say that Dr。 Warner has a grievance。 I agree。