Great Porter Square: A Mystery. v. 1, Page 4

  CHAPTER IV.

  THE EXAMINATION OF MRS. PREEDY, CONTINUED FROM THE "EVENING MOON."

  Mr. White Lush: You are quite confident in your own mind that the letteris no longer in existence.

  Witness: I can't swear to that, sir.

  Mr. White Lush: You swear that you know nothing of it whatever?

  Witness: Yes, sir.

  Mr. White Lush: Now, what were the contents of the letter?

  Witness: It were to inform me that the droring-rooms had bolted----

  Magistrate: Bolted?

  Witness: Run away, and wasn't coming back, and that I might 'elp myselfto what was in the trunk to pay my bill.

  Mr. White Lush: Did you help yourself?

  Witness: The meanness! I went up to the droring-room, and opened thetrunk.

  Mr. White Lush: Was it locked?

  Witness: It were, sir.

  Mr. White Lush: How did you open it?

  Witness: With a poker.

  Mr. White Lush: What did you find in it?

  Witness: Bricks.

  Mr. White Lush: Nothing else?

  Witness: Not a blessed thing.

  Mr. White Lush: What occurred then?

  Witness: I were overcome with a 'orrid suspicion.

  Mr. White Lush: Concerning what?

  Witness: My second floorer.

  Magistrate: Is that a poetical image, Mr. Lush?

  Mr. White Lush (smiling): I really cannot say. This is a case with verylittle poetry in it. (To witness): Your second floorer? Do you mean yourtenant on the second floor?

  Witness: That were my meaning, sir.

  Mr. White Lush: And acting on your horrid suspicion, you----

  Witness: Run up stairs as fast as my legs would carry me.

  Mr. White Lush: What did you discover? That your second floorer had runaway?

  Witness (very solemnly): He 'ad, sir.

  Mr. White Lush: Did you open his trunk?

  Witness: I did, sir.

  Magistrate: With your universal key--the poker?

  Witness: Yes, sir.

  Mr. White Lush: That trunk, surely, was not also full of bricks?

  Witness: I am sorry to inform you, sir, it were.

  Magistrate: A singular coincidence.

  Mr. White Lush: The witness's two lodgers were evidently regular bricks.(Great laughter.) Were your drawing rooms and your second floorer onterms of intimacy?

  Witness: Not as I was aware on, sir.

  Mr. White Lush: What did you do then?

  Witness: I went out to speak to a neighbour.

  Mr. White Lush: To tell her of your misfortunes?

  Witness: Yes, sir.

  Mr. White Lush: At what time did you return to your house?

  Witness: It were eleven o'clock, sir--striking as I opened the door. Istood on the steps, and counted the strokes: One--Two--Three----

  Mr. White Lush: That will do. We will imagine the clock has struck.While you were out, did you observe anything unusual in the next house,No. 119?

  Witness: Nothink, sir.

  Mr. White Lush: You saw no strangers prowling about?

  Witness: I did not, sir. Somebody pushed agin me--

  Mr. White Lush: Yes?

  Witness: It were Mr. Simpson, dining room, three doors off, in his usualcondition. He always comes 'ome so.

  Mr. White Lush: Did he speak to you?

  Witness: He growled at me.

  Mr. White Lush: What did you do then?

  Witness: I went down to the kitchen, and fell into a doze.

  Mr. White Lush: For how long did you doze?

  Witness: I can't rightly say, sir. About arf-an-hour, perhaps.

  Mr. White Lush: Was there a candle alight in the kitchen when you fellasleep?

  Witness: Yes, sir.

  Mr. White Lush: Was it a whole candle?

  Witness: No, sir, it were arf burnt down.

  Mr. White Lush: What kind of candles do you burn in your kitchen?

  Witness: Taller dips, sir--twelves.

  Mr. White Lush: For about how long will one of these tallow dips burn?

  Witness: Three hours and more.

  Mr. White Lush: Was the candle you left burning on your kitchen tablewhen you fell into a doze alight when you awoke?

  Witness: It were, sir, and it burnt blue.

  Mr. White Lush: What do you mean by that?

  Witness: I don't know, sir. It burnt blue. There was somethingmysterious about it.

  Magistrate: Perhaps the witness smelt sulphur also.

  Mr. White Lush: Did you smell sulphur?

  Witness: Not as I'm aware on, sir.

  Mr. White Lush: When you awoke, was it a natural awaking, or were yousuddenly aroused?

  Witness: I were suddenly woke, and I was all of a tremble.

  Mr. White Lush: You were frightened by something?

  Witness: I were, sir, and I were not.

  Mr. White Lush: I do not understand you. Was there anybody or anythingin the room besides yourself?

  Witness: I didn't see nothink--not even a mouse.

  Mr. White Lush: Then what were you frightened at?

  Witness: It were a fancy, perhaps--or a dream that I couldn't remember;and all at once I 'eerd a scream.

  Mr. White Lush: From what direction?

  Witness: From the next house, No. 119.

  Mr. White Lush: You heard a scream proceeding from 119, the house inwhich the murder was committed?

  Witness: As near as I can remember, sir.

  Mr. White Lush: That is not what I want. You possess the usual number ofsenses, I suppose?

  Witness: I defy anybody to say anything to the contrairy.

  Mr. White Lush: You look like a sensible woman. (Here the witness madean elaborate curtsey to Mr. White Lush, which occasioned much laughter.)Your hearing is good?

  Witness: It air, sir. Mrs. Beale was saying to me only yesterdaymorning, 'Mrs. Preedy,' says she----

  Mr. White Lush: Never mind what Mrs. Beale was saying to you. Listen towhat I am saying to you. On the occasion we are speaking of, you heard ascream?

  Witness (after a long pause, during which she seemed to be mentallyasking questions of herself): I think I may wenture to say, sir, I did.

  Mr. White Lush: Ah, that is more satisfactory. Now, Mrs. Preedy, attendto me.

  Witness: I'm a-doing of it, sir.

  Mr. White Lush: Thank you. Did the scream proceed from a man or a woman?

  Witness (with energy): I couldn't tell you, sir, if you went down onyour bended knees.

  Mr. White Lush: Reflect a little; take time. You have heard hundreds ofmen's and women's voices----

  Witness: Thousands, sir.

  Mr. White Lush: And a woman of your discernment must have perceived adifference between them. Women's tones are soft and dulcet; men's,gruffer and more resonant. It is important we should know whether it wasa man's or a woman's voice you heard?

  Witness: It ain't possible for me to say, sir.

  Mr. White Lush: Is that really the only answer you can give?

  Witness: I'd give you another if I could, sir. It's true I've 'eerdthousands of men's and women's voices, but I've not been in the 'abitof 'aving thousands of men and women screaming at me.

  Mr. White Lush: Was it a loud scream?

  Witness: There was a brick wall between us, and it must 'ave been a loudscream, or I couldn't have 'eerd it.

  Mr. White Lush: What followed?

  Witness: Music. Almost on the top of the scream, as a body might say, I'eerd music.

  Mr. White Lush: What instrument was being played upon?

  Witness: The pianner, sir. I 'eerd the pianner playing.

  Mr. White Lush: That is to say you heard a man or woman playing thepiano?

  Witness: I wouldn't swear, sir.

  Mr. White Lush: Or a child?

  Witness: I wouldn't swear, sir.

  Mr. White Lush: But you have sworn. You say that you heard the sound ofa piano?

  Witness: I did
'ear it, sir. The pianner was playing.

  Mr. White Lush: A piano can't play of itself. You heard a man, or awoman, or a child, playing the piano?

  Witness: Wild 'orses sha'n't tear it from me, sir. It might 'ave been aspirit.

  Mr. White Lush: What do you say to a cat?

  Witness: No, sir, it ain't reasonable.

  Mr. White Lush: You stick to the spirit, then?

  Witness: It might 'ave been.

  Mr. White Lush: You believe in spirits?

  Witness: I do, sir.

  Mr. White Lush: Out of a bottle? (Laughter.)

  Magistrate: The witness has the bottle-imp in her mind, perhaps?(Renewed laughter.)

  Mr. White Lush: Very likely. (To witness): Did the spirit you heardplaying come out of a bottle?

  Witness (with dignity): I am not in the habit of making a beast ofmyself.

  Mr. White Lush: But a little drop now and then, eh, Mrs. Preedy?

  Witness: As a medicine, sir, only as a medicine. I suffer a martyrdomfrom spasms. (Laughter.)

  Mr. White Lush: A common complaint, Mrs. Preedy. I suffer from themmyself.

  Witness: You look like it, sir. (Screams of laughter.)

  Mr. White Lush: For how long a time did the music continue?

  Witness: For five or six minutes, perhaps.

  Mr. White Lush: Are you sure it did not last for a longer time--or ashorter?

  Witness: No, sir, I am not sure. I was in that state that everythinkseemed mixed up.

  Mr. White Lush: The music might have lasted for half-an-hour?

  Witness: It might, sir.

  Mr. White Lush: Or for only a minute?

  Witness: Yes, sir.

  Mr. White Lush: When the music stopped, what occurred?

  Witness: If you was to feed me on bread and water for the next twentyyears I couldn't tell you.

  Mr. White Lush: Why couldn't you tell me?

  Witness: Because I don't know whether I was standing on my 'ead or my'eels. (Roars of laughter.)

  Mr. White Lush: Nonsense, Mrs. Preedy, you do know.

  Witness: Beggin' your pardon, sir, I do not know. I ought to knowwhether I don't know.

  Mr. White Lush: Are you standing on your head or your heels at thepresent moment?

  Witness did not reply.

  Magistrate: Do you mean to tell the court seriously that you are notaware whether, at the time referred to, you were standing on your heador your heels?

  Witness: I wouldn't swear to it, my lordship, one way or another.

  Mr. White Lush: What did you do when the music stopped?

  Witness: I flopped.

  Mr. White Lush: Did you flop on your head or your heels?

  Witness: I couldn't take it upon myself to say, sir.

  Mr. White Lush: And this is all you know of the murder?

  Witness: If you was to keep me 'ere for a month, sir, you couldn't getnothink else out of me.

  Mr. White Lush: I have done with you.

  Mr. Goldberry: I shall not detain you long, Mrs. Preedy. Lookattentively at the prisoner. Do you know him?

  Witness: No, sir.

  Mr. Goldberry: Have you ever seen him in Great Porter Square?

  Witness: Neither there or nowheres else. This is the first time I everset eyes on 'im.

  Mr. Goldberry: You swear that, positively.

  Witness: If it were the last word I ever spoke, it's the truth.

  Mr. Goldberry: That will do.

  Mrs. Preedy left the witness box in a state of great agitation, amid thetittering of the spectators.

  Mr. Goldberry, addressing the Bench, said that he saw in the Courtthree of the constables who had been instrumental in arresting theprisoner, one being the officer who had first observed the prisoner inGreat Porter Square. It was well known that the prisoner had declinedto put a single question to one of the witnesses called on behalf ofthe Treasury. He asked to be allowed to exercise the privilege ofcross-examining these constables, and he promised to occupy the courtbut a very short time.

  No objection being raised, Police-constable Richards entered the witnessbox.

  Mr. Goldberry: Before you helped to arrest the prisoner in Great PorterSquare, had you ever seen him before?

  Witness: It's hard to say.

  Mr. Goldberry: It is not hard to say. You would find no difficulty inreplying to such a question if it were to tell against the prisonerinstead of in his favour? I must have an answer. Had you ever seen himbefore that night?

  Witness: I can't call to mind that I have.

  Mr. Goldberry: Do you know anything of him, in his favour or againsthim, at this present moment?

  Witness: I do not.

  Mr. Goldberry: Call Constable Fleming. (Constable Fleming stepped intothe box.) Before the night of the prisoner's arrest had you ever seenhim?

  Witness: I can only speak to the best of my knowledge----

  Mr. Goldberry: You are not expected to speak from any other knowledge.You are aware, if that man is put on his trial, that it will be for hislife. I insist upon fair play for him. Had you ever seen him before thatnight?

  Witness: Not as far as I can remember.

  Mr. Goldberry: You have taken a lesson from Mrs. Preedy. Do you knowanything against him now?

  Witness: No.

  Mr. Goldberry: Call Constable Dick. (Constable Dick stepped into thebox). You have heard the questions I put to the last two witnesses.They are what I shall substantially put to you. Before the night of theprisoner's arrest had you ever seen him?

  Witness: No.

  Mr. Goldberry: Do you know anything of him at the present moment?

  Witness: No.

  Mr. Goldberry then addressed the bench. The inquiry had already beenadjourned four times, and not a tittle of evidence had been broughtforward to connect the prisoner with the dreadful crime. He was utterlyunknown to the police, who had instigated the charge against him,and who, being unable to identify him, were deprived the pleasure oftestifying that he belonged to the dangerous classes of society. Itwas partly because of this singular aspect of the case that he, Mr.Goldberry, had voluntarily come forward to defend a man who, upon theface of the evidence, was innocent of the charge so wildly broughtagainst him. It appeared to him that liberty of the person was indanger. It was monstrous that such a power should be exercised by thepolice. To be poor, as the accused evidently was, was no crime; to beforlorn and wretched, as the accused appeared to be, was no crime; butthe police evidently regarded these misfortunes as proofs of guilt. Heapplied for the prisoner's discharge.

  Mr. White Lush said it was scarcely necessary to say a word in defenceof the police, who, in the exercise of their arduous duties, generallyacted with fair discretion. To discharge the prisoner at this stageof the proceedings would not unlikely defeat the ends of justice. Heunderstood that the police were on the track of some important evidenceregarding the prisoner in connection with the crime, and he asked for anadjournment for a week.

  The prisoner, who, during the entire proceedings, had not uttered aword, was remanded, and the case was adjourned until this day week.