No answer.
“Who, quick, who?”
“That man there!” pointing to Ralph.
Loud murmurs came from the people in the court. In the midst of them a woman was creating a commotion. She insisted on going out. She cried aloud that she would faint. It was Mrs. Garth again. The sheriff leaned over the table to ask if these questions concerned the inquiry, but Sim gave no time for protest. He never paused to think if his inquiries had any bearing on the issue.
“And now tell the court your name.”
“I have told it.”
“Your true name, and your brother's.”
Justice Hide looked steadily at the witness. He held an open book in his hand.
“Your true name,” he said, repeating Sim's inquiry.
“Mark Garth!” mumbled the witness. The judge appeared to expect that reply.