And then silence did fall on the court.
"One word more," he said in a quavering voice.

"May I ask to be accommodated with a seat for the rest of the proceedings?
I see there is some room left on the witnesses' bench." And, without waiting for permission, he nimbly stepped across and sat down.
Mrs.Bunting looked up, startled.

Her friend, the inspector, was bending over her.
"Perhaps you'd like to come along now," he said urgently.--"I don't suppose you want to hear the medical evidence.

It's always painful for a female to hear that.

And there'll be an awful rush when the inquest's over.