"Well," said Parker, patiently, "you can tell me this. When you went in with the brandy, the nurse was in the bedroom then?"
"Yes, she was."
"Now, about the brandy. Nellie brought that up to you in the studio, she tells me."
"Yes."
"Did she come into the studio?"
"I don't understand."
"Did she come right into the room, or did she knock at the door and did you come out to her on the landing?"
This roused the girl a little. "Decent servants don't knock at doors," she said, with a contemptuous rudeness; "she came in, of course."
"I beg your pardon," retorted Parker, stung. "I thought she might have knocked at the door of your private room."
"No."