“Expressly stipulated in Magna Charta, sir,” said Mr. Jinks.

“One of the brightest jewels in the British crown, wrung from his Majesty by the barons, I believe, Mr. Jinks?” said the magistrate.

“Just so, Sir,” replied Mr. Jinks.

“Very well,” said the magistrate, drawing himself up proudly, “it shall not be violated in this portion of his dominions. Grummer, procure assistance, and execute these warrants with as little delay as possible. Muzzle!”

“Yes, your Worship.”

“Show the lady out.”