“What is the purpose of the little door in the wall back of the stable?”
“It connects these grounds with those of the Fultons. The Fultons live on Huested Street.”
“Are the two families intimate?”
“Very. Mr. Cumberland is sweet on the young lady there. She was at the funeral to-day. She fainted when—you know when.”
“I can guess. God! What complications arise! You don’t say that any woman can care for him?”
Hexford gave a shrug. He had seen a good deal of life.
“He uses that door, then?” Sweetwater pursued, after a minute.
“Probably.”
“Did he use it that night?”
“He didn’t visit her”