Says the coroner, is that boy here? Says the beadle, no, sir, he is not here. Says the coroner, go and fetch him then. In the absence of the active and intelligent, the coroner converses with Mr. Tulkinghorn.
Oh! Here's the boy, gentlemen!

Says the coroner, go and fetch that boy. While waiting, he converses with Mr. Tulkinghorn.
Oh! Here's the boy, gentlemen!
