“Yes.”
“And took it up when you went out?”
“Of course.”
“Carrying it straight to the stable?”
“Naturally.”
“What did you do with it when you came out?”
“I left it in the stable-door.”
“You did? What excuse have you to give for that?”
“None. I was reckless, and didn’t care for anything—that’s all.”
“Yet you took several minutes, for all your hurry and your indifference, to get the stable key and look in at a horse that wasn’t sick enough to keep your coachman home from a dance.”