“Did you see Mrs. Patrick Ives?”
“Yes.”
“Talk with her?”
“Yes.”
“Will you give us the substance of your conversation?”
Mr. Farwell shifted his bulk uneasily in his chair. “How do you mean—the substance of it?”
“Just outline what you said to Mrs. Ives.”
“Well, I told her——” The heavy voice lumbered to silence. “Do I have to answer that?”
“Certainly, Mr. Farwell.” Judge Carver’s voice was edged with impatience.
“I told her that she’d better keep an eye on her husband,” blurted Mr. Farwell desperately.