[Takes out a tiny piece of paper.]
It isn’t a letter at all; it’s a set of verses.
Queen
Are they in the prisoner’s handwriting?
[The jury brightens up.]
White Rabbit
[Looks at the Knave’s hand. Knave hides his hand; the chains rattle.]
No, they’re not, and that’s the queerest thing about it.
[The jury looks puzzled.]
King