"Take the Book in your right hand...."
It was the Associate's voice. As in a dream I heard the oath administered.
"The truth.... The whole truth.... And nothing but the truth."
Dale's lips moved and he kissed the Testament.
He was very pale. As he laid the Book down, our eyes met, and he looked me full in the face. My heart began to thump violently.
"Your name is Walter Dale?" said counsel.
"Yes"—in a low voice.
"Speak up, please, so that his lordship and the Jury may hear. You are a chauffeur in the employ of the defendant?"
"Yes."
"Do you remember the twenty-second of May?"