Witness: I do, sir.
Mr. White Lush: How did it happen?
Witness: It were a fortnight after the body was found in No. 119. I ’ad the letter in my ’and, and was lookin’ at it. I laid it down on the kitchen table, and went to answer the street door. When I come back the letter was gone.
Mr. White Lush: Was any person in the kitchen when you left it?
Witness: Not as I am aware on, sir. There was a ’igh wind on, and I left the kitchen door open, and when I come back I noticed a blaze in the fire, as though a bit of paper had been blown into it.
Mr. White Lush: Then your presumption is that the letter is burnt?
Witness: It air, sir.
Mr. White Lush: You have searched for it since?
Witness: I’ve ’unted ’igh and low, sir, without ever settin’ eyes on it.