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little time to reecover her spirits.
Isabella Hyslop, spinster, was again called, answered to her name, and took the oath distinctly, and without hesitation, until the offisical qnerist came to the usual question, "Now, has no one instructed you what to say, or what you are to answer?" When Tibby replied, with a steady countenance, "Nobody except my master!" The council and client stared at one another, while the Court could hardly maintain their gravity of deportment. The querist went on—
"What? Do you say your master instructed you what to say?”
"Yes.”
And did he promise or give you any reward for what you were to say?
Yes.
"How much did he give or promise you for answering as he directed you?"
"He gave me fifteen pound notes.”
Here Mr Forret and his council, losing all patience, interrupted the proceedings, the latter addressing the Judges, with pompous vehemence, to the following purport:—
"My Lords, in my client’s name, an
