“You had see Roland Dorrien use it. How many times? Once—twice—perhaps?”
“I can’t remember exactly how many times.”
“No? You used often to—well—to have a pipe together, no doubt?”
“Yes.”
“And Roland Dorrien was in the habit of using that matchbox?”
“Yes.”
“In fact, you are under the impression it belonged to him?”
“Yes.”
“Now, Mr Ingelow—you are on your oath, mind. Is this, or is it not, the same matchbox which you saw in the prisoner’s possession?”
“I can’t positively swear to it. It is like it, certainly.”