"Were you not pretty close to him when he was shot?"
"No, I wasn't," said Dave, his suspicions excited by this mode of attack. It appeared that the lawyer, for some reason, wanted to make him confess to having been nearer to the scene and perhaps implicated, and he therefore resolved to fight off.
"Are you sure you were as much as ten feet away?"
"I was more than twenty," said Dave, huskily.
"What had you and George Lockwood been doing together?"
"We'd been—talking." Manifestly Dave took fresh alarm at this line of questioning.
"Oh, you had?"
"Yes."
"In a friendly way?"
"Yes, tubby shore; we never had any fuss."