"Number two—the vacant suite."
But the interrogations were relentless.
"The next?"
He moistened his lips, and his voice was barely audible.
"I observed no other doors closed," said he.
"Now, then, we have got this far—note it, please, Mr. Stenographer,—we have got this far: The doors to numbers one, two, and six were closed. That leaves three, four, and five—were they open or closed?"
No one heard the reply.
"Louder, if you please; the jury can't hear you."
"I said that number three was open."
"You have already testified that Doctor Westbrook's door was open," was the dry remark with which his answer was met. "Was number four open?"