"What are you doing here, my boy?" he asked. "I wanted to see tom," said the child, without any feelings of shyness or terror. "He's somewherein there, and he's going to be taken before the judge, and perhaps he'll be sent to jail, and I'm afraid of never seeing him again."What has Tom being doing?" asked the gentleman. "Please, Sir, Tom hasn't done nothing," answered the child. "Only Will Handforth's father and another man broke in a house one night, and there was a boy with them, and the police say it was Tom, and they've taken himt to jail and he's been there three weeks and more. But it wasn't Tom, I'm sure, and oh! I wish there was somebody to tell the judge."
