Witness. "No."
The Attorney-general. "And heard nothing more?"
Witness. "Yes, I heard something. I remained in the passage on the second floor, bending over the balustrade, and it seemed to me to be a very long time before my master made any movement. I should say five or six minutes passed before I heard him, very, very softly, ascend the stairs to the first floor. Perhaps I was fanciful, through being alone so long in my own room; but the silence in the house, and then the sound of my master coming up the stairs much more quietly than was usual with him, made me nervous, I don't know why. I fancied all sorts of things."
The Attorney-general. "Never mind your fancies. Did you hear any other footsteps besides those of your master?"
Witness. "I am not sure. I can't say. It never entered my mind that anybody could be with him, and yet I could not help fancying things. To speak the truth, I was so upset that I went into my own room and locked the door. I listened with my ear at the bedroom door, and I heard the handle of my mistress's room being turned."
The Attorney-general. "And then?"
Witness. "I was already partially undressed, and I went to bed."
The Attorney-general. "Did you sleep soundly?"
Witness. "No. I woke up suddenly with the idea that the street door had been opened and closed again. I lay in bed, frightened, but hearing nothing more, presently fell asleep again."
The Attorney-general. "There were no cries, no voices loudly raised?"