"That is all for the present," he added, and Margaret moved back to where she had been first sitting.
"I am glad that is over," whispered Raymond. "Can I do anything? Get you some water?"
"No, nothing," she answered, and dropped a veil over her face.
The next witness called was Mary Billings, the domestic employed at the Langmore mansion, and who had been about the place at the time of the tragedy. She proved to be a round-faced Irish girl, not particularly bright, and now all but terror-stricken. As soon as she was sworn in she burst into tears.
"Sure as there is a heavin above me, Oi didn't do that murder, so Oi didn't!" she moaned.
"Nobody said you did," answered the coroner dryly, while a general smile went around the courtroom.
"Then why did yez bring me here, I dunno? Sure an' Mr. Langmore was afther bein' me bist frind, an' Oi wouldn't harm him fer a million dollars, so Oi wouldn't!" It was with difficulty that she was quieted and made to tell what she knew.
"Where were you from ten o'clock to twelve of the morning of the tragedy?" was the first question put to her.
"Oi was in the kitchen, an' down to the barn, yer honor."
"Were you in the kitchen first."