“Doctor Lawson has just made a bad break,” said Dr. Jarvis, “which makes it easy to show him up, although I hate to discredit him. He really is a good surgeon, but he’s not modern enough. We must get all the information we can from him before he suspects we are after anything.”
He then scribbled on a piece of paper, “Ask who nursed Craighead.”
In a few seconds the lawyer asked:
“Dr. Lawson, Mr. Craighead was in charge of a nurse, of course?”
“He was in good hands, Mr. Bailey,” said Dr. Lawson; “it was his own wish that his son Ross and Miss Tessie Prettyman, of whom he seemed to be very fond, should be with him and administer his medicine.”
“Is Miss Prettyman here?” queried the lawyer.
“She is sitting just back of you.”
“That will be all for the present, thank you, doctor,” concluded Mr. Bailey.
“Miss Prettyman, will you take the stand?” asked the coroner.