"Yes."
"Are you quite sure of that?"
"Yes, when I was outside about half an hour ago, I saw her through the window, sitting in her mother's room."
This piece of information conveyed some significance to Merrington's mind which was not apparent to Caldew. He paused for a moment, and then continued abruptly:
"Where were you last night at the time of the murder?"
"Please, sir, I don't know nothing about it," responded the girl with a whimper.
"Control yourself, my good girl," said Captain Stanhill soothingly. "Nobody suggests you had anything to do with it."
For reply, the girl only sobbed loudly. Superintendent Merrington, who had his own methods of soothing frightened females, shook her roughly by the arm.
"Listen to me," he sternly commanded. "Do you want to go to prison?"
"N—o, sir," responded Milly, between a fresh burst of sobs.