“When did you see him last?”
“Tuesday ebenin’, sah.” Here the boy glanced apprehensively at McGorry.
“Come, come, my lad,” the Coroner exclaimed, impatiently; “tell us all you know about the man. The truth, now, and the whole truth, mind you; and don’t you look at any one to see how they are going to like what you say, either.”
“No, sah.” Jim hesitated a moment, then burst out: “I do think as he’s the same gem’man as come to see Miss Derwent last winter, and he come to call on her about half-past six on Tuesday.”
“Miss Derwent—” exclaimed McGorry, taking a step forward.
“McGorry,” said the Coroner, severely, “don’t try to interfere with justice and intimidate witnesses. Now, my boy, tell us how long did the gentleman stay with Miss Derwent.”
“Dey went out togedder ’most immedjutely, and den dey come back togedder.”
“At what time did they return?”
“Must have been ’bout eight, sah.”