"When and where?"
"The colored man has lived in our family, and I saw him every day for months."
"And the white man?"
"I have seen him three times before to-day; first on the second day of last January, when my brother and I were riding home through the bit of wood on my father's estate. That man was leaning against a tree and my pony nearly stepped on him before I knew he was there, and he seized her bridle and said fiercely, 'Look out there and don't ride a fellow down!'"
"And what did you answer?"
"Let go of my bridle this instant and get out of the path!"
"Plucky!" laughed some one in the audience.
"What happened next?" asked the lawyer, and Lulu went on to tell the whole story of the adventure in the wood.
"That, you have told us, was your first sight of the prisoner calling himself Perry Davis, when did you see him next? and where?"
"That night, in what we call the strong room where papa's safe is."