In point of fact he had, and Bogle had to fit them to the Claimant,
who had had tattoo marks of a very different kind from Roger's. The
Claimant had removed his, and therefore was presented to the court
without any.
"How do you know Roger had no tattoo marks?" asked Mr. Hawkins.
"I saw his arms on three occasions." This was a serious answer for
Bogle.
"When and where, and under what circumstances?" followed in quick
succession, so that there was no escape. The witness said that Roger
had on a pair of black trousers tied round the waist, and his shirt
buttoned up.
"The sleeves, how were they?"
"Loose."
"How came you to see his naked arms?"
"He was rubbing one of them like this."
"What did he rub for?"
"I thought he'd got a flea."
"Did you see it?"
"No, of course."
"Where was it?"
"Just there."
"What time was this?"
"Ten minutes past eleven."
"That's the first occasion; come to the second."
"Just the same," says Bogle.
"Same time?"
"Yes."
"Did he always put his hand inside his sleeve to rub?"
"I don't know."
"But I want to know."
"If your shirt was unbuttoned, Mr. Hawkins, and you was rubbin' your
arm, you would draw up your sleeve--"
"Never mind what I should do; I want to know what you saw."
"The same as before," answers Bogle angrily.
"A flea?"
"I suppose.
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