“When was that?”
“About seven years agone,” rejoined the witness; adding in an undertone, and as though chuckling to himself, “he's paid dear enough for that sin' then.”
Ralph interrupted.
“Who was the man I supplanted, as you say—the man who has made me pay dear for it, as you think?”
No answer.
“Who?”
“No matter that,” grumbled the witness. His facetiousness was gone.
There was some slight stir beneath the jurors' box.
“Tell the court the name of the man you mean.”
Counsel objected to the time of the court being wasted with such questions.