about John Marbury than you have told this court?"
"That I shall not answer."
"Is it not a fact that you could, if you would, tell this court more about John Marbury and your acquaintanceship with him twenty years ago?"
"I also decline to answer that."
The Treasury Counsel made a little movement of his shoulders and turned to the Coroner.
"I should suggest, sir, that you adjourn this enquiry," he said quietly.
"For a week," assented the Coroner, turning to the jury.
The crowd surged out of the court, chattering, murmuring, exclaiming—spectators, witnesses, jurymen, reporters, legal folk, police folk, all mixed up together. And Spargo, elbowing his own way out, and busily reckoning up the value of the new complexions put on everything by the day's work, suddenly felt a hand laid on his arm. Turning he found himself gazing at Jessie Aylmore.
