Mr. Crafard. It was a man.
Mr. Hubert. Was he alone?
Mr. Crafard. Yes; most of your rides are with men alone.
Mr. Hubert. A little while ago you told us that you didn’t know whether it was a man or a woman or anything; you didn’t remember. Now you tell us it was a man.
Mr. Crafard. That’s right.
Mr. Hubert. And then you really do remember that it was a man?
Mr. Crafard. Yes.
Mr. Hubert. As a matter of fact, I daresay you can describe him, can’t you?
Mr. Crafard. No; I can’t describe him.
Mr. Hubert. Was he a young man or an old man?