"Yes, sir; she did."
The coroner's face assumed a yet greater gravity, and his manner became more and more impressive.
"Can you go a step farther and say that she ever acknowledged herself to have cherished apprehensions of her personal safety, during these years of weary waiting on the part of the naturally impatient heirs?"
A distressed look crossed the amiable spinster's face, and she looked around at the jury with an expression almost deprecatory in its nature.
"I scarcely know what answer to give," she hesitatingly declared. "It is a good deal to say that she was apprehensive; but I cannot help remembering that she once told me her peace of mind had left her since she knew there were persons in the world to whom her death would be a matter of rejoicing. 'It makes me feel as if I were keeping people out of their rights,' she remarked at the same time. 'And, though it is not my fault, I should not be surprised if some day I had to suffer for it.'"
"Was there ever any communication made to Mrs. Clemmens by persons cognizant of the relation in which she stood to these Hildreths?—or any facts or gossip detailed to her concerning them, that would seem to give color to her fears and supply her with any actual grounds for her apprehensions?"
"No; only such tales as came to her of their expensive ways of living and somewhat headlong rush into all fashionable freaks and follies."
"And Gouverneur Hildreth? Any special gossip in regard to him?"
"No!"
There are some noes that are equivalent to affirmations. This was one of them. Naturally the coroner pressed the question.