"It is true, sir," answered Margaret, after another pause, during which the eyes of all in the courtroom were fixed upon the girl.
"It is said that you had violent quarrels," pursued the coroner.
"No very violent quarrels. Sometimes we did not speak to each other for days."
"Then you admit that you did quarrel?"
"I do."
"And you also quarreled with your father?"
"No, sir."
"What, not at all?" queried Coroner Busby, elevating his eyes in surprise, either real or affected.
"We held different opinions upon certain questions, but we did not quarrel."
"Hum!" The coroner mused for a moment.