"I mean against Cooper."
"You would not have me say the light was green when it was red?"
"Colonel West says it was green; he was close to it."
"Moonshine," quietly repeated Oliver. "What on earth causes him to say it I can't make out. Look there"--holding out the end of the cigar he had lighted, and was smoking--"what colour do you call that?"
"Red. All the world could tell that."
"Why don't you say it's green?"
"Because it is not green."
"Just so. Neither was the red lamp."
"Cooper is a reliable man; I don't believe the poor fellow would tell a lie to save himself from hanging; and Colonel West is of known honour; both of them assert that the lights were green."
"I swear that the light exhibited and swung about was red," retorted Oliver Jupp. "There; let it drop. Are you and Mrs. Lake coming home to-night?"