Part 33 (2/2)
”Yes; how did you get it? It's the key of my first-floor front. I am sure I left it sticking in the door.”
”Did you know a Miss Dymond?”
”Yes, Mr. Mortlake's sweetheart. But I knew he would never marry her, poor thing.” (Sensation.)
”Why not?”
”He was getting too grand for her.” (Amus.e.m.e.nt.)
”You don't mean anything more than that?”
”I don't know; she only came to my place once or twice. The last time I set eyes on her must have been in October.”
”How did she appear?”
”She was very miserable, but she wouldn't let you see it.” (Laughter.)
”How has the prisoner behaved since the murder?”
”He always seemed very glum and sorry for it.”
Cross-examined: ”Did not the prisoner once occupy the bedroom of Mr.
Constant, and give it up to him, so that Mr. Constant might have the two rooms on the same floor?”
”Yes, but he didn't pay as much.”
”And, while occupying this front bedroom, did not the prisoner once lose his key and have another made?”
”He did; he was very careless.”
”Do you know what the prisoner and Mr. Constant spoke about on the night of December 3rd?”
”No; I couldn't hear.”
”Then how did you know they were quarrelling?”
”They were talkin' so loud.”
Sir CHARLES BROWN-HARLAND, Q.C. (sharply): ”But I'm talking loudly to you now. Should you say I was quarrelling?”
”It takes two to make a quarrel.” (Laughter.)
”Was prisoner the sort of man who, in your opinion, would commit a murder?”
”No, I never should ha' guessed it was him.”
”He always struck you as a thorough gentleman?”
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