Just now it was comparatively clear of people, save for the benches on which sat the men who were to compose the jury.

Some way from these men, huddled together in a kind of big pew, stood seven people--three women and four men.
"D'you see the witnesses ?" whispered the inspector, pointing these out to her.

He supposed her to know one of them with familiar knowledge, but, if that were so, she made no sign.
Between the windows, facing the whole room, was a kind of little platform, on which stood a desk and an arm-chair.

Mrs.Bunting guessed rightly that it was there the coroner would sit.

And to the left of the platform was the witness-stand, also raised considerably above the jury.
Amazingly different, and far, far more grim and awe-inspiring than the scene of the inquest which had taken place so long ago, on that bright April day, in the village inn.