IX: FURTHER TESTIMONY
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THE next witness called was Irene Gardiner.
For some unaccountable reason, I trembled as I saw her take the stand.
There was no knowing what sort of an impression this strange girl might create, and there were certain bits of evidence which I would feel sorry to have brought out in reference to her.
“Where were you between ten and ten-thirty last evening?” asked Mr. Billings.
Although the tone was courteous, the question had somewhat the sound of a challenge.
“On the upper balcony,” replied Irene, her head held high, and her red lips curled in a haughty expression.
“Which part of the balcony?” The coroner’s voice was a little more gentle.
“The south end of the east side.”
That was where I had left her when I came down-stairs at ten o’clock. The libr
