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"Is that so, Mister District Attorney?" "I don't know," replied Pepperill faintly. "I had nothing to do with the proceedings before the Grand Jury." Judge Wetherell frowned. "It would seem to me," he began, "as if a proper preparation of the case would have involved some slight attention to Well, never mind! Proceed, Mr. Tutt." "Kahoots!" cried the lawyer sternly.
Besides Sardi Babu and Mokarzel there had been Nicola Abbu, the confectioner; Menheem Shikrie, the ice-cream vendor; Habu Kahoots, the showman; and David Elias, a pedler. All six of them, as they claimed, had been sitting peacefully in Ghabryel & Assad's restaurant, eating kibbah arnabeiah and mamoul. Sardi had ordered sheesh kabab.
Habu Kahoots was typical of all the rest it may perhaps be set forth as an example, particularly as Mr. Kahoots spoke English, which the others did not. "And den," asserted Mr. Kahoots stolidly, "Kasheed Hassoun, he grab heem by ze troat and break hees neck."
Tutt had said, and that no such persons as Mokarzel, Kahoots, Abbu, Shikrie and Elias had been in the restaurant at any time that evening, but on the contrary that they, the friends of Hassoun, had been there eating Turkish pie a few might have had mashed beans with taheenak when Sardi Babu, apparently with suicidal intent, entered alone to take vengeance upon the camel owner. "That is all.
Kahoots grinned. "I just come to walk up and down." "Where walk up and down?" "On Washington Street. I spend the winter. I do nothing. I rich man." "How long did you stay when you just came on?" "Tree days. Then I go back." "Why did you go back?" "I dunno. Just go back." Mr. Tutt sighed. The jury gave signs of impatience. "Look here!" he demanded.
Tutt anxiously. "Dat's all!" answered Mr. Kahoots. One of the jurymen suddenly coughed and thrust his handkerchief into his mouth. "Then you stuck your knife into him, didn't you?" suggested Mr. Tutt. "Me? No!" Mr. Tutt shrugged his shoulders and pursed his lips. "You were convicted, weren't you?" "I call twenty witness!" announced Mr. Kahoots with a grand air. "You don't need to!" retorted Mr.
Pepperill looked pained, not knowing just how to prevent such jocoseness on the part of his adversary. "I object," he muttered feebly. "Quite properly!" agreed Mr. Tutt. "Now, Mr. Kahoots, are you a citizen of the United States?" Mr. Kahoots looked aggrieved. "Me? No! Me no citizen. I go back sometime Acre and build moving-picture garden and ice-cream palace." "I thought so," commented Mr. Tutt.
"Yes he break heem hees neck." Mr. Kahoots was apparently very much bored, but he was not bored in quite the same way as the judge, who, suddenly rousing himself, asked Mr. Tutt if he had any basis for asking such questions. "Why, certainly," answered the old lawyer quietly. "I shall prove that this witness made three absolutely contradictory statements before the Grand Jury."
Tutt. "Now tell us why you had to leave Syria?" "I go in camel business at Coney Island," answered the witness demurely. "What!" shouted the lawyer. "Didn't you run away from home because you were convicted of the murder of Fatima, the daughter of Abbas?" "Me? No!" Mr. Kahoots looked shocked. Mr.
"Where do you live?" "Augusta, Georgia." "What's your business?" Mr. Kahoots visibly expanded. "I have street fair and carnival of my own. I have electric theater, old plantation, Oriental show, snake exhibit and merry-go-round." "Well, well!" exclaimed Mr. Tutt. "You are certainly a capitalist! I hope you are not financially overextended!" Mr.
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