It is a strange thing that the lamb, which is the symbol of innocence
and harmlessness, should have always been the favorite for sacrifice.
Charity Coe had happened along at the convenient moment.
CHAPTER XII
"Mrs. Charity Coe Cheever, take the stand...."
"Ju swear tell tru thole tru noth buth tru thelpugod?"
"I do."
McNiven, in the direct examination, asked only such questions as
Charity easily answered with proud denials of guilt. Beattie began
the cross-examination with a sneering scorn of her good faith.
"Mrs. Cheever, you are the co-respondent in this case of Dyckman
_versus_ Dyckman?"
"I am."
"And on this night you went motoring with defendant?"
"Yes."
"Was his wife with you?"
"No; you see--"
"Was any other person with you?"
"You see, it was a new car and it was only our intention to--"
"Was any other person with you?"
"No."
"And you spent the night with the defendant in the Viewcrest Inn?"
"That is hardly the way I should put it."
"Answer the question, please."
"I will not answer such an insulting question."
"I beg your pardon most humbly. Were you registered as the
defendant's wife?"
McNiven's voice: "I 'bject. There is no evidence witness even saw
the book."
The judge: "Objection s'tained."
"Well, then, Mrs. Cheever, did you see the defendant write in
the book?"
"I--I--perhaps I did--"
"Perhaps you did. You heard the waiter Magruder testify here
awhile ago that he insisted on defendant registering, and defendant
reluctantly complied.
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