The After House by Mary Roberts Rinehart
page 199 of 225 (88%)
page 199 of 225 (88%)
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"Yes." "When?" "That same morning." "Where? And by whom?" "Miss Lee found it on the floor in Mr. Turner's room." The prosecution was totally unprepared for this reply, and proceedings were delayed for a moment while the attorneys consulted. On the resumption of my examination, they made a desperate attempt to impeach my character as a witness, trying to show that I had sailed under false pretenses; that I was so feared in the after house that the women refused to allow me below, or to administer to Mr. Turner the remedies I prepared; and, finally, that I had surrendered myself to the crew as a suspect, of my own accord. Against this the cross-examination threw all its weight. The prosecuting attorneys having dropped the question of the key, the shrewd young lawyer for the defense followed it up:-- "This key, Dr. Leslie, do you know where it is now?" "Yes; I have it." "Will you tell how it came into your possession?" |
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