"You are certain of that?"
"I am quite certain."
As Sir Haselton sat down I felt as if he had woven another strand.
Tommy's counsel rose.
I found out afterwards that his name was Bates, M.P., Q.C. He was tall, well-built, grey-headed. His wig suited him. He had a bold, clear voice, and a trick of standing with one hand under the skirt of his gown and the other pointed towards the witness.
"You appear to have noticed this unfortunate woman very closely, Mr. Wilcox. Can you tell us something else which you noticed about her?"
"In what way?"
"Did you notice, for instance, if she had been drinking?"
"I did not."
"Can you swear that she had not been drinking?"