“What?” the suddenness of her exclamation made me jump.
“Yes,” Keeley went on, “there was a hard shower Tuesday afternoon, and it came from the east. It should have rained right in that window.”
“Then it was before or after the shower,” Alma said, but she faltered a little. “For it certainly did not rain in.”
“At what time were you there?”
“I don’t remember exactly. After lunch and before tea time.”
“You usually have afternoon tea, Miss Remsen?”
“Yes. Merry, my nurse, is English and she enjoys it, so we’ve made it a habit. I’ve grown to like it.”
“Then, you were doubtless at your uncle’s on Tuesday, sometime, say, between two o’clock and five.”
“Yes, that must be right.”
“You went and returned in your canoe?”