“It was found”—the coroner paused impressively—“it was found tightly clasped in Mrs. Trevor’s right hand.”
In stupefied silence, Gordon gazed at the coroner, while the meaning of his words slowly took form in his brain. Then he leaped to his feet.
“You lie—damn you—you lie!” he cried, fiercely.
CHAPTER VI
THE VERDICT
So totally unexpected had been the dénouement that for a few seconds the spectators sat stunned; then pandemonium broke loose. It was only after the coroner threatened to clear the rooms that quiet was restored.
“Such violence is unnecessary,” said he, addressing Gordon.
“I—I—beg pardon,” the young officer spoke with an effort. “Your statement was so utterly unbelievable, so astounding that I forgot myself.”
“It is absolutely true, and can be proved by Doctor Davis and Detective Hardy, who was present when the doctor found the ring. Mrs. Trevor’s hand was so tightly clenched that he had to exert his strength to force it open. Can you explain its presence there?”
He gazed intently at Gordon, but the latter had his emotions under control, and his face was expressionless, as he answered with perfect composure:
“I cannot, sir.”