"No."
"Nothing until the alarm was given?"
"Nothing. It was an isolated part of the garden. When I heard Mr. Delamere shouting, I ran back to the house, and found them on the lawn."
The inspector shot a keen glance at her.
"Did you know Miss Manderson well?"
"I had only met her three or four times."
"I suppose—being one of the most beautiful women on the American stage, and about to appear for the first time in London—you heard her a good deal talked about?"
"Yes." Her voice was just perceptibly harder. "People were taking great interest in her."
"Did you hear her private affairs, and mode of life, discussed at any time?"
"No."