"Did you notice the glass of lemonade?"
"Yes. It was empty."
"Your maid is still with you?"
"Yes—Francine Rollard. She is at your disposal."
Hanaud shrugged his shoulders and smiled doubtfully.
"That, if it is necessary at all, can come later. We have the story of your movements now from you, Mademoiselle, and that is what is important."
He rose from his chair.
"I have been, I am afraid, a very troublesome person, Mademoiselle Harlowe," he said with a bow. "But it is very necessary for your own sake that no obscurities should be left for the world's suspicions to play with. And we are very close to the end of this ordeal."
Jim had nursed a hope the moment Hanaud rose that this wearing interview had already ended. Betty, for her part, was indifferent.
"That is for you to say, Monsieur," she said implacably.