On Tuesday, September 10th, Robert was told that he would shortly be tried for matricide at the Old Bailey, and that he would face the murder charge alone. Nattie was to be discharged so that he could appear as a witness against his older brother.
Dr. Walker, the medical officer of Holloway gaol, talked to Robert that day about the forthcoming trial. The boy at first seemed gleeful at the prospect of going to the Old Bailey, telling the doctor that it would be a “splendid sight” and he was looking forward to it. He would wear his best clothes, he said, and have his boots well polished. He started to talk about his cats, and then suddenly fell silent. A moment later he burst into tears. Dr. Walker asked him why he was crying. “Because I want my cats,” said Robert, “and my mandolin.”
An excerpt from The Wicked Boy: The Mystery of a Victorian Child Murderer by Kate Summerscale. Reprinted by arrangement with Penguin Press, a member of Penguin Group (USA) LLC, A Penguin Random House Company.
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