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knocked at the door, and Evan Edwards the prisoner at the Bar, asked
me from the upstairs window what I wanted, I told him I wanted
to speak with him, I told him I wanted to speak to him very
particularly - He asked me if I was going to injure him or take
him away from his house, I told him no, he then told me I
should not come in, that he would not open the door for me - I
did not get in, I then returned to Mr Homan, I went again to
the prisoner's house between 2 and 3 o'Clock in the Monday morning -
I knocked at the door, there was a light in the House upstairs and down
- He came to the upstairs window again and asked me what I
wanted about his house as that time, I told him I wanted to talk
to him about the Book of Rules of the Order that he belonged to - The
Order is the Grand Protestant Confederates I am a member of that
Order, we hold Meetings or Lodges, we pay money in towards
supporting each other in cases of sickness and distress, it is just like
a Benefit Club, but is not enrolled, The Prisoner is a member of it -
He told me then that he would let me in in a few minutes, on
condition that I would not injure him or take him away from his
house. He did let me in, I shewed him that part of the Book of
Rules which specifies that no person shall be admitted a member of this
Institution who is a member of any other Society that is hostile or at
variance with the Constitutional Government. Those were the words as far
as I recollect them, I believe they are correct, He said nothing then, I
asked him if he thought any person could be a Chartist and belong to
this Society according to the Book of Rules - I meant persons belonging
to this Chartist concern, He said, he thought they could, I then asked
him what he had been doing all night, he said he had not been
doing any thing but stopping up with his wife, who was very ill,
I asked him where the Bullets were that he had been making, I
asked him that question in consequence of something I had heard, he
said he had not been making any - I then laid hold of the Candle
and went into his Kitchen, I saw some drops or small bits of lead
about the Kitchen, I also saw a Bullet, it was quite warm, I now
produce the same Bullet, It was so warm I could hardly hold it
in my hand, I then came up to the Shop where he works, I asked
him where the Bullet Mould was that he had been making Bullets

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