“Not in a positive manner, my lord. I have every reason for believing that they are mistaken.”
No further questions were put to Ellen Fulford, who was told to stand down.
Matilda Lucas, the little girl who resided with her parents in Jawbone Cottage, was next placed in the box.
She deposed to seeing a man washing his hands in the pool of water at Larchgrove-green on the night of the murder.
She swore most distinctly that the prisoner was the man.
“Now look at the prisoner, if you please,” said Mr. Slapperton.
The child regarded Chudley with a curious glance.
“Now, my good girl, take your time, consider well before you answer. Is the prisoner like the man you saw at Larchgrove-green.”
“He beant so loike him as he was,” returned the girl.
“Ah! no—I thought not,” said the lawyer, “but something like him, I suppose.”