MR. WALTERS: And so that would be the impression left on your mind by your conversation with Jasper? WITNESS: Yes. MR. WALTERS: Whether it was right or wrong, that would be the impression left? WITNESS: Whether right or wrong, that would undoubtedly be the impression. MR. WALTERS: Thank you, Mr. Crisparkle. THE FOREMAN: May I ask one question, my Lord? JUDGE: Certainly. THE FOREMAN: Do I understand the witness to say that the prisoner was a musician? WITNESS: He was, my Lord. FOREMAN: His case looks black indeed. [CANON CRISPARKLE CROSS-EXAMINED.] MR. CROTCH: Canon Crisparkle, you referred to the night of the preliminary quarrel and the return of Neville Landless. Do you remember accusing Neville of intoxication? WITNESS: Quite well. MR. CROTCH: You said, “You are not sober”? WITNESS: I did so. MR. CROTCH: Do you remember his reply? WITNESS: He said, “Yes; I am afraid that is true, although I took very little to drink.” MR. CROTCH: “Although I can satisfy you at another time that I had very little to drink.” I put it, those were the words he used? WITNESS: Doubtless. MR. CROTCH: You said you went down to the weir, which is two miles from the river? WITNESS: No; two miles from the point at which Edwin Drood and Neville Landless went down to watch the storm. It is two miles higher up. MR. CROTCH: And it was there you found the articles you have described? WITNESS: That is so. MR. CROTCH: What was the position of the watch and chain? WITNESS: It was adhering to the timbers. Where two timbers crossed, it had become fixed. MR. CROTCH: As though somebody had gone down with a hammer and nail and hung it up deliberately? WITNESS: No, that I would not say. MR. CROTCH: Was the pin in the mud? WITNESS: In the mud. MR. CROTCH: This was ordinary loose mud? WITNESS: Yes, a kind of sludge. MR. CROTCH: Did you find anything else? WITNESS: No. MR. CROTCH: Nothing else at all? WITNESS: No. MR. CROTCH: Now, Canon Crisparkle, I have just one question of some delicacy to ask. I hope you won’t be offended. Is it not a fact that you are in love with Helena Landless? MR. WALTERS: My lord, my lord, I must object. I think this is a secret to a man’s breast, and my friend has no right to try to get it out. WITNESS: My Lord, I have no objection to answer the question. The lady will appear before you shortly, and when you see her you will not be surprised that my heart is a little affected. MR. CROTCH: Thank you, Canon Crisparkle. MR. WALTERS: Canon Crisparkle, one word please, as to the exact position of the weir. I think you have not been carefully examining the exact position lately? You could not testify whether it was two miles, one mile, or one and a half miles, and would not commit yourself to an actual distance? WITNESS: No; we are not in mathematics. MR. WALTERS: If I told you it was a little nearer the Cathedral, you would not dispute it? WITNESS: Not for a moment.