"And why not?" came the next question. Lynden faltered:
"Be—because the—the aperture was closed by—by something."
"By what?"
"I cannot say."
"Was it a human form?"
Witness's voice was again becoming inaudible.
"I—I cannot say," said he, nervously,—"yes, it was a human form."
"Was it that of a man or a woman?"
So low that the jury, leaning as far forward as they could, scarcely caught the murmur, came the answer:
"It—it looked like a woman."