“You must answer the questions,” said the Judge.
The lawyer glared at Isaac whose shifting eyes sought Larkin.
“Think it over a minute, Isaac,” the lawyer continued; “in the meantime examine that knife.”
He drew from its case a long, keen hunting-knife, and handed it to the witness who was now trembling from head to foot.
“Did you ever see that knife before?”
Isaac hesitated and finally answered:
“Yassah, I sold it ter Mr. Ackerman.”
“Where did you get it?”
Larkin suddenly cleared his throat with a deep guttural sound like the growl of an infuriated animal.
The lawyer looked at him with annoyance and the officer again shouted: