“Have you seen him often?”
“No, sah; just dat once.”
“When was that?”
“Tuesday ebenin’, sah.”
“At what time?”
“It was a quarter to ten, ’zactly.”
“How are you so sure of the exact time?” the Coroner asked, in some surprise.
“’Cause I thought it mighty late to call on a lady, and so I looked at de clock when I come down.”
“Do you remember his ever calling on Miss Derwent before?”