"Your honor," shouted the Irish lawyer, "I don't have to take the stand, sir. My good wife will take it."
"Very good; then proceed," answered Judge Brentano.
"Now, as a matter of fact, did you not see this girl lying there on that bed in a semi-conscious condition, so far from rational that I was compelled to shake her to make her recognize me?"
"I saw you shake her. She did not appear to me irrational apart from the hysteria."
"What position was Miss Gingles in when you found her in the bathroom?" resumed Mr. Short, again taking the witness.
"She was lying on her right side and her body stretched from one end of the bathtub. Her feet were tied to the iron pipe under the stationary bowl. Her hands were tied to the iron foot at the end of the tub."
"Did you know Miss Gingles before?"
"No. I never saw her before."
"Was there anything much the matter with her aside from being hysterical? Did you see the scratches on her arms and body?"
"Yes. Those scratches were very superficial. They did not more than penetrate the first skin."