"Well, don't get excited," said Eades, as if he never got excited himself; as he had not, indeed, in that instance, his lawyer's ruse having so well served its purpose. "I'll withdraw the question." He thought a moment and then asked:
"What further, if anything, was said?"
"Oh," said Quinn, who had understood. "Well, he asked me where Kouka was. You see he had it in for Kouka."
"No!" cried Marriott. "Not that."
"Just tell what he said about Kouka," Eades continued.
"I was trying to," said Quinn, as if hurt by Marriott's interruption. "Ever since Kouka sent him up for--"
"Now look here!" Marriott cried, "this has gone far enough. Mr. Eades knows--"
"Oh, proceed, gentlemen," said Glassford wearily, as if he were far above any such petty differences, and the spectators laughed, relishing these little passages between the lawyers.
"Mr. Quinn," said Eades in a low, almost confidential tone, "confine yourself to the questions, please. Answer the last question."
Quinn, flashing surly and reproachful glances at Marriott, replied: