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"Well, Jackson, this is a serious charge. I will have to hold on to you."
"I don't see why they accuse me of this."
"What is your roommate's name?"
"Alonzo Walling."
"Did you ever correspond with Pearl Bryan?"
"Once or twice."
"Ever since January 22?"
"I think not."
"Have you talked about the murder?"
"Yes; at the house. I don't know how the subject was brought up. I was very much interested in the case."
"Did you read of the girl probably being from Greencastle?"
"Yes."
Colonel Deitsch at this point reviewed the evidence against the prisoner and the Greencastle part of it, and said: "And you didn't inquire about it?"
"I read that the Sheriff of Newport was in Greencastle, and that the shoes found on the dead woman had been purchased from Louis & Hayes--that they had accounted for nearly all the shoes they sold."
"Didn't you think the girl would be heard from?"
"There were so many theories that I didn't know what to think."
"Do you remember leaving a valise in Legner's saloon last Sat.u.r.day night?"
"I do."
"Didn't you take it away Monday morning and leave another?"
"No, sir."
"Why did you leave the valise at the saloon?"
"I was just going as far as the corner and I didn't want to carry it."
"Did you take it away the same day?"
"Yes, I think I did."
"What was in it?"
"Nothing."
"How far was it from your room?"
"Just across the street."
"You say there was nothing in the valise?"
"I don't think there was."
"Where did you get it?"
"I bought it in Indianapolis."
"How did you happen to take it out Sat.u.r.day night?"
"I don't recollect just now."
"Where is it now?"
"I loaned it to a student of the name of Hackelman."
"What did he want with it?"
"I didn't ask him. I took it to him to the college."
"What kind of valise was it?"
"Tan colored."
"Strap or handbag?"
"Handbag."
"Has it been returned?"
"No, sir."
"What is Hackelman's first name?"
"I don't know."
"Have you seen him since?"
"I have not."
"Where does he live?"
"I don't know."
