“Before. He seemed steadier when he came out.”
“Now, Mr. Wyndham, correct me if I’m wrong. I want this made perfectly clear. You saw the defendant, who is your cousin, Mr. Chase Wyndham, come into the garden of Miss Wyndham’s house, on the night of her death, at nine o’clock, or at about nine o’clock. Is that right?”
“Yes.”
“He went into the house, and came out again in about ten minutes.”
“Yes.”
“He came again at about half-past eleven, and stayed in the house about three minutes?”
“Yes.”
“And the second time he came you believed that he was under the influence of liquor?”
“Yes.”
“So that it would not surprise you if you knew that the defendant, the first time he went into the house, had killed . . .”
De Forrest Blaine sprang to his feet with an inarticulate shout.
“I object, y
