“And he to meet you again, I suppose?”
“Yes—indeed he was.”
“Now, Mrs. Tretheroe, in the interest of justice, we want to get at the truth. When Guy Markenmore was with you alone, in your house, on Monday night, did he ask you to marry him?”
“Yes—he did.”
“And you replied—what?”
“I promised him that I would,” answered Mrs. Tretheroe.
CHAPTER VII
MRS. BRAXFIELD SUPPORTS
Amidst the ripple of murmured interest that ran round the room, the questioner looked significantly at the twelve jurymen, as much as to tell them to keep their ears well open; from them he turned once more to his witness.