It was apparent that Honora was perfectly aware of what had been going on between her husband and Vina Lathrop. Chase had kept her informed of that.
Yet, no matter how accurate his reports, I reflected, it did not absolve Honora. In fact, the more she knew, the more likely Doyle was to say that the information constituted a motive that would have caused her to act.
"What do you know about Mrs. Wilford's whereabouts on the night Mr. Wilford was killed?" questioned Kennedy, coming finally to the most important point that had been revealed by McCabe's dictagraph records.
Chase looked him straight in the eye and considered a moment before answering.
"It's true, I don't know much. That is one thing I'd rather not talk about until I do."
"But she's your client. Hasn't she told you?"
"There are some communications that are privileged," was Chase's enigmatical answer.
"But can't you see that it's placing her in a wrong light—supposing everything she did that night was innocent? She ought to tell for her own sake—don't you think?"
Chase shrugged. "Perhaps," he added, non-committally.
Kennedy, I thought, had some respect for the young man who was not to be betrayed into dangerous admissions.