`You are General Mason's orderly?' Hadley inquired. Parker looked pleased. 'Yussir.'
`Mr Dalrye has already told us of the two phone calls
from Mr Driscoll… You answered the phone both times, I believe?'
`Yussir. On both occasions.'
`So you had some conversation with Mr Driscoll?'
`I did, sir. Our talks was not lengthy, but full of meat.' `Could you swear it was Mr Driscoll's voice both times?' Parker frowned. `Well, sir, when you say, "Could you swear it?" ‘- that's a long word,' he answered, judicially. `To the best of my knowledge and discernment from previous occasions, sir, it were.'
`Very well. Now, Mr Dalrye left here in the car shortly before one o'clock. Do you remember at what time Mr Driscoll arrived?'
'One-fifteen, sir.'
'How are you so positive?'
`Excuse me, sir,' Parker said, stolidly. 'I can inform you of everything that happens at the time which it happens, exact, sir, by the movements at the barracks. Or by the bugles. One-fifteen it was.'