A flush sudden and deep broke out on the lady’s cheek.
“It was successful, however,” she observed.
Ignoring her anger, which may have arisen from sheer haughtiness and a natural dislike to having any statement she chose to make commented upon, I pursued my inquiries.
“And how long, madam, do you think you were down-stairs?”
“Some five minutes or so; certainly not ten.”
“And the window was closed when you left the room and open when you returned?”
“I said so.”
I glanced at the windows. They were both closed now and the shades drawn.
“May I ask you to show me which window, and also how wide it stood open?”