CHAPTER TWELVE.
THE NEW WITNESS The voice of the Coroner, bland, suave, deprecating, broke the silence.
He was addressing the witness.
"I am sure, Mr.Aylmore," he said, "there is no wish to trouble you with unnecessary questions.

But we are here to get at the truth of this matter of John Marbury's death, and as you are the only witness we have had who knew him personally--" Aylmore turned impatiently to the Coroner.
"I have every wish to respect your authority, sir!" he exclaimed.

"And I have told you all that I know of Marbury and of what happened when I met him the other evening.

But I resent being questioned on my private affairs of twenty years ago--I very much resent it! Any question that is really pertinent I will answer, but I will not answer questions that seem to me wholly foreign to the scope of this enquiry." The Treasury Counsel rose again.

His manner had become of the quietest, and Spargo again became keenly attentive.
"Perhaps I can put a question or two to Mr.Aylmore which will not yield him offence," he remarked drily.