Mr. Pollard (to witness): Was your husband with you that day in Sheffield Fair?—Yes.
On the day you were photographed?—Yes.
The Prisoner; Call Daird (meaning the policeman of Darnall)—will you, please?
At Sheffield Fair the prisoner was a neighbour of yours?—Yes. I believed him at that time to be a respectable man.
And a picture-frame maker, as you said?—Yes.
You said you had this (referring to the photograph) with you then. Where was it kept?—On the mantelpiece, in the kitchen.
When did you miss it?—In a week or so after it was taken.
When did you next see this one (lifting another photograph)?—I cannot exactly say the day. One day last week, in Mr. Jackson’s hands.
In the hands of the police?—Yes.
Did you give it to any one?—No; I did not give it to any one. It was taken away without my knowledge.