At last he walked
round the hut, suddenly opened the door, and entered. Nosey was
struck dumb at once. His first thought was that his plan had been
sprung, and that the murder was out. The chief addressed Julia in a
tone of authority, imitating the counsel for the crown when examining
a prevaricating witness.
"Now, missus, remember you will be put on your oath. You said just
now, 'Oh, Nosey, you murdering villain, you know you ought to be
hanged.' Those were your very words. Now what did you mean? On
your oath, mind; out with it at once."
But Julia was not to be caught so easily. She replied:
"Oh, bad luck to him, he is always angry. I don't know what to do
with him. I did not mean anything."
"You did not mean anything about Baldy, I suppose, did you, now?"
queried the constable, shamefully leading the witness, and looking
hard at Nosey.
Julia parried the question by heaving a deep sigh, and saying: "Hi,
ho, Harry, if I were a maid, I never would marry;" and then she began
singing a silly old song.
The constable was disgusted, and said:
"My good woman, you'll find there will be nothing to laugh at in this
job, when I see you again."
As he left the hut, he turned at the door and gave one more look at
Nosey, who had stood all the time rivetted to the ground, expecting
every moment that the constable would produce the handcuffs.
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