“Dr. Merioneth, do you recall attending Mrs. de Lara many years ago?” inquires the accused.
“I do,” replies the witness.
“Will you state for what purpose, and how many years have elapsed since then?” is the next question.
“I attended Mrs. de Lara in her confinement, and it is twenty-eight years ago,” answers the old doctor.
“Where, Dr. Merioneth?”
“At Ancona, sir, on the Adriatic.”
“The child was born well and healthy, I believe?”
“A beautiful child indeed,” replies the doctor. “I wish all children resembled it.”
“Thank you, Dr. Merioneth.”
“Stay, I have a word, please, to put to you,” exclaims the Attorney-General, jumping up. “You have not told us the sex of the child, doctor.”