“Yes.”
“No. When things go against you, they go against you. That’s all there is to it. There’s no use pulling a baby act.”
“Isn’t it a fact that in the Home Kitchen Café on the eighth of this month at some time during the lunch hour, you intimated to me that if Alden Leeds would give you some form of financial renumeration, you would change your testimony so it would appear that telephone conversation with Conway took place after Leeds had left Conway’s apartment?”
“That’s not true,” the witness shouted, “and you know it’s not true!”
“You made no such offer?”
“No. You tried to bribe me and I told you Alden Leeds didn’t have money enough to make me change my story. You tried to threaten me, to bribe me, and to intimidate me.”
Judge Knox regarded Mason in frowning concentration, but Mason casually passed on to something else.
“Mr. Serle,” he asked, “you were arrested the night of the murder on a felony charge, were you not?”
“Yes.”
“Have you ever been prosecuted on that felony charge?”