“I attended to her social correspondence; helped her with her accounts, both household and personal; read to her, and often did errands and made calls for her.”
“She was kind to you?”
“She was more than kind. She treated me always as her social equal, and as her friend.”
Cicely’s blue eyes filled with tears, and her voice quivered as she spoke this tribute to her employer.
Again Mr. Benson feared she would break down, and changed his course of questioning.
“At what time did you go to the library last evening?”
“It could not have been more than a few minutes past ten.”
“What did you do there?”
“Miss Van Norman dictated some lists of matters to be attended to, and she discussed with me a few final arrangements for her wedding.”
“Did she seem about as usual in her manner?”