"Yes. Last Tuesday night a woman was brought into the office who made a statement respecting the disappearance of her husband, who had been in the service of the deceased."
"What is the name of the woman?"
"Mrs. Abel Death. I advised her to apply to the magistrate on the following morning, in order that it might be made public."
"After reading the news in the paper on Saturday afternoon what did you do?"
"I went to the Bishop Street Station, and learned that constables had been sent to enter the house, for the purpose of ascertaining if the statement made by the reporter was correct."
"And then?"
"I went to Catchpole Square, accompanied by Constable Applebee and my nephew, Mr. Richard Remington--both of whom were acquainted with the deceased--I entered the house and saw the body. I identified it as the body of Mr. Samuel Boyd."
"Is there any doubt in your mind on the point?"
"Not the slightest. I have seen him scores of times, and his features were quite familiar to me."
"You saw the marks on his throat?"