Ryder. Nay, but so much of it as faced my window.
Prisoner. Have you marked your window?
Ryder. I have.
Prisoner. Now mark the place where you heard Mr. Gaunt cry for help.
Ryder. 'Twas about here; under these trees. And that is why I could not see him: along of the shadow.
Prisoner. Possibly. Did you see me on that side the Mere?
Ryder. No.
Prisoner. What colored dress had I on at that time?
Ryder. White satin.
Prisoner. Then you could have seen me, even among the trees, had I been on that side the Mere?