"
"Did you recognize him in his burglar's disguise?"
"I did not"
"Had you any suspicion that the burglar was other than he seemed?"
"No."
Penfield picked up a memorandum handed him by Dr. Mayo and referred
to it. "I understand, doctor, that you were the first to go to the
burglar's aid when he became ill," he said. "Is that true?"
"Yes," Stone spoke with more animation. "Happening to glance inside
the cage where the prisoner sat, I saw he was struggling convulsively
for breath. With Mr. Clymer's assistance I carried him into an
ante-room off the court, but before I had crossed its threshold
Turnbull expired in my arms."
"Was he conscious before he died?"
At the question Kent bent eagerly forward. What would be the reply?
"I am not prepared to answer that with certainty," replied Dr. Stone
cautiously. "As I picked him up I heard him stammer faintly:
'B-b-b.'"
Kent started so violently that the man next to him turned and
regarded him for a moment, then, more interested in what was
transpiring on the platform, promptly forgot his agitated neighbor.
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