“I see. Well, what happened when you went in?”
“We met Mrs. Plant in the hall, and he stopped to speak to her. I went on to the drawing room to get a book I’d left there. When I came back they were still in the hall talking. I said good-night to both of them and went on up to my room. That was the last I saw of him.”
“Thank you. Then you can’t help, either?”
“Not in the least, I’m afraid. The whole thing beats me completely.”
The inspector looked at Alec. “And you, sir? When did you see him last?”
Alec considered. “I hardly saw him after dinner at all, Inspector. That is, I didn’t speak to him; but I caught a glimpse of him once or twice in the garden with Mr. Sheringham.”
“You were in the garden, too?”
“Yes.”
“What were you doing?”
Alec blushed. “Well, I was——That is——”