“Mr. Lee,” he said, “you have testified to seeing the defendant, some time early this morning, riding on a horse, and carrying a bundle. Is that correct?”
“I seen Dan Hardy, if that’s who you mean.”
“Yes, he is the defendant in this case. Now will you state to the court just how large this bundle was?”
“Wa’al, it wasn’t very big.”
“As big as a bushel basket?”
“No, of course not. He had it in his pocket, and I’d like to see any one carry a bushel basket there and ride a horse.”
“Well, how big was it?”
“How do I know?”
“You said you saw it, and have so testified under oath.”
Mr. Lee squirmed in his seat.