“I do.”
“And you say the murdered man appeared to you and threatened you?”
“I do.”
“Which of them?”
“Peter Magennis—what am I sayin'? I mean Bartle Sullivan.”
“Gentlemen of the jury, you will please take down the name of Peter Magennis—will your lordship also take a note of that? Well,” he proceeded, “will you tell us what kind of a man this Bartle or Bartholomew Sullivan was?”
“He was a very remarkable man in appearance; very stout, with a long face, a slight scar on his chin, and a cast in his eye.”
“Do you remember which of them?”
“Indeed I don't, an' it wouldn't be raison able that I should, afther sich a distance of time.”
“And, you saw that man murdered?”