"I was weary of the strife which had followed my refusal to accept this token. He would not take it from me himself, so I restored it to him in the way I have said."
"Miss Dare, will you tell us what pocket this was?"
"The outside pocket on the left side of his coat," she returned, with a cold and careful exactness that caused the prisoner to drop his eyes from her face, with that faint but scornful twitch of the muscles about his mouth, which gave to his countenance now and then the proud look of disdain which both the detectives had noted.
"Miss Dare," continued the Prosecuting Attorney, "did you see this ring again during the interview?"
"No, sir."
"Did you detect the prisoner making any move to take it out of his pocket, or have you any reason to believe that it was taken out of the pocket on the left-hand side of his coat while you were with him?"
"No, sir."
"So that, as far as you know, it was still in his pocket when you parted?"
"Yes, sir."
"Miss Dare, have you ever seen that ring since?"