“Yes.”
“And you say he protested when Mrs. Moar started to follow him?”
“He did.”
Mason said drily, “His protest was a gesture made with his right foot, wasn’t it?”
“Well... yes”
Someone in the courtroom tittered. The bailiff pounded for order.
“In other words,” Mason said, “he kicked at her, didn’t he?”
“Yes, I suppose so.”
“Why didn’t you say so in your direct examination?” Mason asked. “Is it because you are biased in favor of the Prosecution and didn’t want this Court to feel Mrs. Moar might have been acting in self-defense?”
“I have no prejudice whatever against Mrs. Moar, other than the normal prejudice a woman has for a wife who will deliberately murder her husband,” Aileen snapped, and then settled back in her chair with the triumphant expression of one who has bested a cross-examiner.