“How were you dressed?”
“I had on a dark beret and a dark raincoat. I was in a sheltered part of the deck directly under the stairs. I was standing in the shadow where they couldn’t see me.”
“Did you hear them say anything?”
“Yes, I heard Mrs. Newberry — that is, the defendant — say something and I heard Mr. Newberry reply in an angry voice. I gathered that Mrs. Newberry wanted him...”
“Never mind what you gathered,” Judge Romley said. “Just give us your best recollection of what was said and who said it.”
“Well, Mr. Newberry, or Mr. Moar, said, ‘I tell you, it has to be handled my way. I’ve already discounted that. You keep your fingers out of it.’”
“And then what happened?” Scudder asked.
“Mr. Newberry walked rapidly toward the open stairway which led to the boat deck and started up.”
“How was he dressed?”
“He was wearing a tuxedo.”