“I was at home, work in', when the polis passed by. They asked me where Black Sam lived; 'Up the road,' says I.”
“How far is your house from his?”
“About fifty perches, your honor, in the same boreen, but higher up.”
“So that, in going from Mr. Godfrey's to his own home, Sam must have passed your door?”
“Yes, sir.”
“This he did every day,—two or three times,—did n't he?”
“He did, sir.”
“Did you usually speak to each other as he went by?”
“Yes, sir; we always would say, 'God save you,' or the like.”
“How was he dressed on these occasions?”