I was on the golf-links then." "But some one drove into the stable." "So you say." "Unharnessed the horse, drew up the cutter, locked the stable-door, and, entering the house, hung up the key where it belonged." No answer this time.
"Mr.Cumberland, you admitted in your direct examination that you took with you out of the clubhouse only one bottle of the especial brand you favoured, although you carried up two into the kitchen ?" "No, I said that I only had one when I got to Cuthbert Road.

I don't remember anything about the other." "But you know where the other--or rather remnants of the other, was found ?" "In my own stable, taken there by my man Zadok Brown, who says he picked it out of one of our waste barrels." "This is the part of bottle referred to.

Do you recognise the label still adhering to it as similar to the one to be found on the bottle you emptied in Cuthbert Road ?" "It is like that one." "Had you carried that other bottle off, and had it been broken as this has been broken would it not have presented an exactly similar appearance to this ?" "Possibly." "Only possibly ?" "It would have looked the same.

I cannot deny it.

What's the use fooling ?" "Mr.Cumberland, the only two bottles known to contain this especial brand of wine were in the clubhouse at ten o'clock that night.