“But where?”
“Pardon me, we shall not tell you—not just now.”
“I missed it last night,” went on the Countess, slightly confused.
“After you had taken your dose of chloral?”
“No, before.”
“And why did you want this? It is laudanum.”
“For my nerves. I have a toothache. I—I—really, sir, I need not tell you all my ailments.”
“And the maid had removed it?”
“So I presume; she must have taken it out of the bag in the first instance.”
“And then kept it?”