The Maid of Sker by R.D. Blackmore

As to the second inquest, I promised (as you may remember) to tell something also. But in serious truth, if I saw a chance to escape it, without skulking watch, I would liefer be anywhere else almost -- except in a French prison.

After recording with much satisfaction our verdict upon Bardie's brother -- which nearly all of us were certain that the little boy must be -- the Coroner bade his second jury to view the bodies of the five young men. These were in the great dark hall, set as in a place of honour, and poor young Watkin left to mind them; and very pale and ill he looked.