A. “Oh, yes, sir! I’m sure I would.”
Q. “Do you remember when Miss Ballau returned?”
A. “Yes.”
Q. “What time was it?”
The housekeeper again hesitated. The frightened expression returned to her eyes. She wavered until, turning, she encountered the attentive gaze of Florence Ballau. With a sigh she looked back at the coroner.
A. “I don’t remember what time it was. I didn’t look.”
Q. “Did you let Miss Ballau into the apartment?”
A. “Yes. The bell rang and I answered the door.”
Q. “What did Miss Ballau do or say, if anything?”
A. “I don’t remember. I was busy. I went right back to the kitchen.”