“Oh, indeed! You knew she intended to commit murder?”
“I thowt so.”
“Then why did you not follow her?”
“I was skeered.”
“What! Afraid of a weak woman?”
“Well, I didn’t give a damn if she did stab him! There, ye hev it straight!”
Mr. Stockwell turned to Mr. Dane.
“If you are looking for accessories in this trumped-up case, you have one ready to hand,” he exclaimed.
“You must be careful what you are saying, Marshall,” observed the Coroner severely. “And moderate your language, too. This court is not a stable.”
“He shouldn’t badger me,” cried the witness in sullen anger.