“Miss Cumberland, you are sure about having telephoned for help, and that you mentioned The Whispering Pines in doing so?”
“Quite sure.” Oh, what weariness was creeping into her voice!
“Then, of course, you left the door unlocked when you went out of the building?”
“No—no, I didn’t. I had the key and I locked it. But I didn’t realise this till I went to untie my horse; then I found the keys in my hand. But I didn’t go back.”
“Do you mean that you didn’t know you locked the door?”
“I don’t remember whether I knew or not at the time. I do remember being surprised and a little frightened when I saw the keys. But I didn’t go back.”
“Yet you had telephoned for the police?”
“Yes.”
“And then locked them out?”
“I didn’t care—I didn’t care.”