morning—I mean before the discovery—that caught your attention? COKESON. Ye-es—a woman. THE JUDGE. How is this relevant, Mr. Frome? FROME. I am trying to establish the state of mind in which the prisoner committed this act, my lord. THE JUDGE. I quite appreciate that. But this was long after the act. FROME. Yes, my lord, but it contributes to my contention. THE JUDGE. Well! FROME. You say a woman. Do you mean that she came to the office? COKESON. Ye-es. FROME. What for? COKESON. Asked to see young Falder; he was out at the moment. FROME. Did you see her? COKESON. I did. FROME. Did she come alone? COKESON. [Confidentially] Well, there you put me in a difficulty. I mustn't tell you what the office-boy told me. FROME. Quite so, Mr. Cokeson, quite so—— COKESON. [Breaking in with an air of "You are young—leave it to me"] But I think we can get round it. In answer to a question put to her by a third party the woman said to me: "They're mine, sir." THE JUDGE. What are? What were? COKESON. Her children. They were outside. THE JUDGE. HOW do you know?