“His lordship told me to bring him his eye-glasses, which he had left on the table.”
“What did you see?”
“Mr. Rank had the decanter of claret in his hand.”
“What did you do?”
“I thought he had mistaken the decanter of claret for port, and I took it from him and helped him to port.”
“But you say that the claret and port were in two totally different decanters. The claret was in a flagon?”
“Yes, sir.”
The port decanter and the flagon were here produced. No one could have imagined that the claret flagon held port; at least, so I thought, but it may have been my guilty conscience.
The coroner continued his examination.
“Please be very careful in your answers.”