in the witness stand, he sat on a bench leaning against the shoulder of a âmotherly womanâ. He struck the
Evening News
reporter as âa poor little puny fellow. . . with a white face and eyes that bear traces of recent tearsâ. Though he had now been discharged from custody, âhis little pale face is more full of fright and concern than that of the lad who stands in the dockâ.
After Inspector Gilbertâs evidence, Nattie was called to the stand. He seemed very anxious, and unprepared for his role as a witness. As a defendant, he would not have been called on to testify at all.
Nattie answered some simple questions from Stephenson, giving his address and the names of the schools he had attended. His last day at Cave Road school, Nattie said, was âon the Friday before this was doneâ.
âYou say âbefore this was doneâ,â said Stephenson. âNow I want you to tell us all you know about it.â Nattie spoke a few indistinct words and then started to sob. He took out a handkerchief.
Baggallay intervened, and began to question the boy more gently, taking him step by step through the events surrounding the murder.
âYou went to school last on Friday?â asked the magistrate.
âYes,â said Nattie.
âThat was the day your father went to sea?â
âI could not tell.â
Nattieâs father had left home on the Thursday and had spent the night on board the
France
before sailing for New York on Friday.
âWhich room did you sleep in?â tried Baggallay.
âThe other room.â
âWas that the room at the back?â
âYes.â
âWhich room did Robert sleep in?â
âHe slept with mother.â
âIn the front room?â
âYes.â
Baggallay indicated the knife. âDid you know he bought that knife?â
âThe next day after he showed it me.â
âWhich day did he show it you?â
âThe next day after he bought it.â
Nattie said that Robert had been cleaning knives when he showed him the dagger, saying, âIâve got a little one here.â
âAnd what did he tell you about it?â
âHe said, âThis is the knife Iâve got and intend to do it with.ââ At these words, the spectators gasped and murmured. Coupled with the testimony of the Brechts, it seemed the starkest proof of premeditation.
âDid he say what he was going to do?â asked Baggallay.
âHe said he was going to keep it.â
âDid he say what for?â
âNo.â
âWhen did you first know your mother was dead?â
âThe day it was done.â
âHow did you know?â
âHe came and told me.â
âWhere were you when he came and told you?â
âIn bed.â
âIn the back room?â
âYes.â
âWhat morning was that?â
âIt was Monday.â
âWhat time?â
âBetween 4 and 5.â
âWas it daylight?â
âYes.â
âDo you remember what he said when he told you that?â
âHe said, âI done itâ, and I said, âYou ainât done itâ.â
âWhy did you say, âYou ainât done itâ? Had he said anything about it? Had you said anything about it?â
âYes I had, and said, âAre you going to do it?ââ
âTo do what? Had you talked to him about it?â
Nattie did not reply. He covered his face with his hands.
âDid you talk to him before?â asked Baggallay. âWhen did you talk to him about it?â The magistrate and the boy were circling round the murder â or âitâ, as both referred to it â Nattie evasively, Baggallay so as neither to lead nor distress the child.
âI think it was the week before.â
âWas that before he bought the knife?â
âYes, sir.â
At this point Nattie began to cry again.
âNow, what did you