"Listen. You saw its colour, you noticed its style, you swear to the number of passengers, and were actually able to observe how one of them was clad. How is it that you cannot speak to its number?" "I will tell you. I was sitting----" "On your oath, sir!" "No, on the back seat." There was more than a ripple of laughter, and the Judge shot a quick glance at counsel before removing his _pince-nez_ and sitting back in his chair. "The heads and shoulders of Mrs. Pleydell and Captain Mansel, who were seated in front, obscured my view." "Wasn't it because the car was travelling too fast?" "Certainly not. They saw it." "That is a matter of opinion." "It is a matter of fact," was the retort. "It is easy to be rude, Major Pleydell." "I'll take your word for it." Counsel appealed to the Judge. "My lord, I must ask your lordship----" "I see no reason to interfere," was the cold reply. Counsel swallowed before proceeding. He was one of those who cannot let ill alone. "The truth is," he announced, as if byway or conclusion, "that your recollection of the whole matter is extremely hazy, isn't it?" For a moment Berry regarded him. Then he leaned back in the box and folded his arms. "You know," he said, slowly shaking his head, "you know, you can't be well." There was a roar of laughter. "Never mind my health, sir," was the heated reply. "Oh, but I do," said Berry. "If you were to burst or anything, I should be all upset, I should." Again the Court, which was now packed, rocked with merriment. The tone in which counsel put his next question reeked of the insolence of anger. "You consider your recollection clear?" "As daylight. Let me explain----" Counsel held up a deprecatory hand. "Pray spare us. There was, I believe, a lot of dust." "There was." "Any amount of it?" "Any amount. The road was thick with it." "And the air?" "Any amount of that, too. For a windless day, I never----" "No, no, _no_! Wasn't the air thick with dust?" "After the car had gone by--yes. It swallowed up the dog completely." "The dog?" Berry started and looked round uneasily. "Perhaps," he stammered, "I shouldn't have...." Counsel rose at the bait like a carp upon the tenth of April. "This is most interesting. You say the dust swallowed the dog?" "Yes, and the dog swallowed the dust. It was quite remarkable." Amid the tempest of laughter counsel stood glowering. "What dog are you referring to?" "A Sealyham. When the car had gone by, he jumped out into the dust it had made and ran after it." Hurriedly counsel conferred with his client. "Why didn't you mention this dog before?" "I didn't think it necessary." "Did you tell your solicitor about it?" "Yes. He didn't think it necessary, either." "Really! You know, I thought we should get at something presently. Now, if the defendant didn't happen to own a Sealyham, this would be rather a valuable piece of evidence to show that it wasn't his car, wouldn't it?" "I don't think so. You see----"