“I regard your tone as sheerly outrageous. I protest——”
“It might be just as well to make no comments on the witness’s replies, of either a flattering or an unflattering nature,” remarked Judge Carver drily. “Is there a question before the witness?”
“No, Your Honour. I was not permitted to complete my question.”
“It may be completed.” There was a hint of acerbity in the fine voice.
“Mr. Bellamy, at what time, after you left Mrs. Ives at her house, did you return to your own?”
“I don’t know.” The voice was weary to the point of indifference.
“You don’t know?”
“No; the whole thing’s like a nightmare. Time doesn’t mean much in a nightmare.”
“Well, did this nightmare condition permit you to ascertain whether it was after twelve?”
“I believe that it was later.”