of the cellar always on the outside of the door?"

"Yes, generally; it must have been, because I locked it behind me when I
ran out."

"Who would be the last person at night to go to the cellar? Would the
foreman go round and lock up?"

"I don't know; I suppose so."

"You wouldn't swear that the foreman did not usually keep the key at
night in his own room?"

"No--that is, yes. Do you mean I wouldn't swear he did, or didn't?"

"You would not swear he did not keep it?"

"I don't know."

"But you wouldn't swear he didn't?"

"I couldn't, because if I don't know--"

"If you don't know you couldn't swear he didn't do it. Come, tell the
jury, Yes, or No, Mr Simple; it is an important question."

Simson looked up and down. Half a dozen friends were winking at him
suggestively from different parts of the court, and he couldn't make out
their meaning. At length he perceived Munger nodding his head, and as
Hunger had lent him a crib to Ovid the day before, he decided to refer
to him.

"Yes," he said.

"I thought so," said Felgate. "Why could you not say that before, Mr
Simple?"

And Simson descended from his perch amid laughter and jeers, not quite
sure whether he had not committed a crime beside which the offence of
the prisoner at the bar was a trifle.

"Call William Tomkins," said Barnworth.

William Tomkins was called, and Dig, with his tawny mane more than
usually dishevelled, and an excited look on his face, entered the box.
He glared round him defiantly, and then dug his hands into his pockets
and waited for his questions.

"Your name is William Tomkins?" began Barnworth.

"Sir William Tomkins, Baronet," said the witness, amidst laughter.

"To be sure, I beg your pardon, Sir William. And what are you, pray?"

"A baronet." (Loud laughter.)

"A baronet in reduced circumstances, I fear. You work in the boiler
department of this factory?"

"All right, go on."

Here the judge interposed.

"The witness must remember that he is bound to answer questions
properly. Unless he does so I shall order him to be removed."

This somewhat damped the defiant tone of Digby, and he answered the
further questions of counsel rather more amiably. These had reference
to the discovery of the body on the morning of the 5th, with the details
of which the reader is already acquainted. The public began to get a
little tired of this constant repetition of the same story, and were
about to vote the proceedin