“And would you know Carl Newberry if you should see him again?”
“Yes, of course.”
“Would you recognize his photograph?”
“I believe so, yes.”
“I hand you a photograph which has been marked for identification as People’s Exhibit A, and ask you if that photograph is of anyone you know.”
She studied the photograph and said with quiet dignity, “It is. That is a photograph of Carl Newberry, who shared the defendant’s stateroom as her husband.”
“Now, what was the state of the weather on the evening of the sixth on that portion of the ocean which was then being traversed by the ship on which you and the gentleman whose photograph you have identified were passengers?”
“The weather,” she said, “was very rough. It was stormy.”
“Can you describe the storm?”
“There was a wind which came, I think, from the southwest. It was blowing very, very hard. Rain was falling in torrents. It was absolutely impossible to stand on the right-hand side of the ship without being soaked by both rain and spray. On the left-hand side of the ship, it was possible to stand in the shelter of the decks, and away from the wind, without getting drenched, although water would run along the decks every time the ship rolled.”