marriage, those things happen. We had our fights too,â he said with visible embarrassment, âso I figured she was right, it was just one of those things. Next morning I went to work, and when I got home that night they was both crying. So I said whatâs the matter, and I went over to Louise and tried to give her a kiss, but she said donât kiss me, and got up and ran up to her room. So I asked Sarah. And after a while Sarah calmed down and said sheâd tell me after supper. I said no, now. But Sarah said if I tell you now you wonât eat your supper. So I said in that case I wonât eat my supper anyway, itâs already too late, so you better tell me. I always had a bad stomach. So she did. She saidââ
âObjection, Your Honor.â Parmelee was on his feet again. âWitness is about to repeat a conversation that took place between two other people. His wife is on the stateâs list and can testify herself. I think the District Attorney is working toward a cumulative effect by repetition.â
âHeâs allowed to do that,â Hochstadter said.
âYes, but not by hearsay.â
âHe can tell us what his wife told him,â Dietrich said.
âNot conversations,â Parmelee said. âNot when the substance is in what his wife said.â
Hoyers belched audibly.
âJust a minute, gentlemen.â Hochstadter thought it over for a few seconds. The audience sat still, alert. âCome up to the bench, will you?â
Parmelee and Dietrich joined him. He told me about it later. âI said to Dietrich, âYou know, Oliverâs half right. Thereâs a point where youâre not really asking for testimony so much as prejudicing the jury. If you want to establish facts, I suggest you do it as economically as possible.â Economically. I thought that was a good word for it.â The Judge smiled, pleased as a poet. We were in his chambers that evening, just after adjournment, and he was waving a cigar. âDietrich thought I was being rough on him, but Parmelee was happy enough. He looked at Dietrich then and said something strange: âEmil,â he said, âIâm going to tell you something you wonât believe: Talbot didnât kill his wife.â Emil said, âI know you think that, and Iâm glad you do, but youâre wrong as hell.â So I said, âYou can talk about that later. Iâm going to sustain this objection.ââ
They returned to their tables and Hochstadter announced, âThe objection is sustained.â
Dietrich said, âYour Honor, Iâd like permission to excuse this witness for a time and call Mrs. Hoyers. After which Iâd like to recall this witness.â
âThat agreeable, Mr. Parmelee?â
Parmelee hesitated and then nodded. âYes, Your Honor.â
Hoyers was excused, and his wife was sworn. She was a strapping womanâLouise Talbotâs rude proportions were not her fatherâs contributionâwith a squarish jaw, small eyes, gray hair, and a little black hat with a black veil dotted by white flowers. Her voice grated, not high and squeaky like Rosemaryâs but shrill and brassy.
She repeated much of what Hoyers had said. Then Dietrich asked her to tell us in her own words what Louise had told her. She took a deep breath as though she wanted to compress it all into one sentence. âIt was late that afternoon. Louise had been moping around all day. Finally she busted out crying againâshe was never very, uh, emotional, and I knew something was really wrong.â Parmelee stirred, but gave up and leaned back. âFinally she dried her eyes and told me. She told me that her husbandââ Mrs. Hoyers came to a full stop and looked around her. She addressed Dietrich. âI canât say this right out in front of everybody.â
âYes you can,â he told her. âThis is a court of law, Mrs. Hoyers. Weâre
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