"O never! for, lang afore that, I could not have kenn'd whether he was sitting or standing." "Were you present at the corpse-chesting?" "Yes, I was." "And were you certain the body was then deposited in the coffin?" "Yes; quite certain." "Did you screw down the coffin-lid firmly then, as you do others of the same make?" "No, I did not." "What were your reasons for that?" "They were no reasons of mine--I did what I was ordered. There were private reasons, which I then wist not of. But, gentlemen, there are some things connected with this affair, which I am bound in honour not to reveal--I hope you will not compel me to divulge them at present." "You are bound by a solemn oath, James, which is the highest of all obligations; and for the sake of justice, you must tell every thing you know; and it would be better if you would just tell your tale straight forward, without the interruption of question and answer." "Well, then, since it must be so: That day, at the chesting, the Doctor took me aside, and says to me, 'James Sanderson, it will be necessary that something be put into the coffin to prevent any unpleasant flavour before the funeral; for, owing to the corpulence, and inflamed state of the body by apoplexy, there will be great danger of this.' "'Very well, sir,' says I--'what shall I bring?' "'You had better only screw down the lid lightly at present, then,' said he, 'and if you could bring a bucketful of quicklime, a little while hence, and pour it over the body, especially over the face, it is a very good thing, an excellent thing for preventing any deleterious effluvia from escaping.'