He had known the last witness seven or eight years; that was merely a coincidence.
He didn't call it a particularly curious coincidence; most coincidences were curious.
Neither did he call it a curious coincidence that true patriotism was his only motive too.
He was a true Briton, and hoped there were many like him.
The blue-flies buzzed again, and Mr. Attorney-General called Mr. Jarvis Lorry.
"Mr. Jarvis Lorry, are you a clerk in Tellson's bank?"
"I am."
"On a certain Friday night in November one thousand seven hundred and seventy-five, did business occasion you to travel between London and Dover by the mail?"
"It did."
"Were there any other passengers in the mail?"