"Not longer?"
"No; I do not imagine that it can have been longer."
"Thank you, Mr. Dunbar; that will do for the present," said the coroner.
The banker returned to his seat.
Arthur Lovell, still watching him, saw that his strong white hand trembled a little as his fingers trifled with those glittering toys hanging to his watch-chain.
The verger was the next person examined.
He described how he had been loitering in the yard of the cathedral as the two men passed across it. He told how they had gone by arm-in-arm, laughing and talking together.
"Which of them was talking as they passed you?" asked the coroner.
"Mr. Dunbar."
"Could you hear what he was saying?"