"Yes."
"From what direction did he come?"
"I do not know. He was near the Round Tower before I saw him."
"You saw him draw the pistol and fire?"
"Yes."
"Now, young lady, I am going to ask you a painful question, but the ends of justice demand that you should answer it. Was that man your brother, Cyril Thornycroft?"
"No," she answered, in the sharp tone of earnest truth, "I swear it was not--I swear it before Heaven. The man bore no resemblance whatever to my brother Cyril; he was at least a head taller."
"Did he aim at Robert Hunter?"
"I cannot say. Robert Hunter was standing with his face towards us then, and I saw him fall back, over the precipice."
"With a yell, did he not?"