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You
could
have
heard
a
pin
drop
.
“
Yes
,
sir
.
It
was
to
Mr
.
Inglethorp
.
”
Every
eye
turned
simultaneously
to
where
Alfred
Inglethorp
was
sitting
,
impassive
and
wooden
.
He
started
slightly
,
as
the
damning
words
fell
from
the
young
man
’
s
lips
.
I
half
thought
he
was
going
to
rise
from
his
chair
,
but
he
remained
seated
,
although
a
remarkably
well
acted
expression
of
astonishment
rose
on
his
face
.
“
You
are
sure
of
what
you
say
?
”
asked
the
Coroner
sternly
.
“
Quite
sure
,
sir
.
”
“
Are
you
in
the
habit
of
selling
strychnine
indiscriminately
over
the
counter
?
”
The
wretched
young
man
wilted
visibly
under
the
Coroner
’
s
frown
.
“
Oh
,
no
,
sir
—
of
course
not
.
But
,
seeing
it
was
Mr
.
Inglethorp
of
the
Hall
,
I
thought
there
was
no
harm
in
it
.
He
said
it
was
to
poison
a
dog
.
”
Inwardly
I
sympathized
.
It
was
only
human
nature
to
endeavour
to
please
“
The
Hall
”
—
especially
when
it
might
result
in
custom
being
transferred
from
Coot
’
s
to
the
local
establishment
.
“
Is
it
not
customary
for
anyone
purchasing
poison
to
sign
a
book
?
”
