"Yes."
"And you thought him ill?"
"I feared he was dead, he looked so white and still. But I thought it might be a paralytic stroke, or something that would cause an appearance similar to that of death."
"Did you touch the body?"
"No." Miss Pembroke gave a slight shudder, which seemed to be not without its effect on the coroner.
"Why not?"
At this she looked extremely white and her lip quivered slightly, but with a sudden accession of extreme dignity she drew herself up proudly and answered:
"I saw no occasion to do so, and I deemed the proper thing was to send at once for our family physician."
Still the coroner eyed her in a peculiar way, I thought, as, without cessation, he continued to question her.