This witness was simply the constable who had found the first body.

In quick, business-like tones he described exactly what had happened to him on that cold, foggy morning ten days ago.

He was shown a plan, and he marked it slowly, carefully, with a thick finger.

That was the exact place -- no, he was making a mistake--that was the place where the other body had lain.

He explained apologetically that he had got rather mixed up between the two bodies--that of Johanna Cobbett and Sophy Hurtle.
And then the coroner intervened authoritatively: "For the purpose of this inquiry," he said, "we must, I think, for a moment consider the two murders together." After that, the witness went on far more comfortably; and as he proceeded, in a quick monotone, the full and deadly horror of The Avenger's acts came over Mrs.Bunting in a great seething flood of sick fear and--and, yes, remorse.
Up to now she had given very little thought--if, indeed, any thought -- to the drink-sodden victims of The Avenger.