"In what way?"
"This murder—" she began. Then her voice died away, "you know—"
"I know that Miss Loach was murdered, but who did it I don't know."
"Oh," Juliet dropped into a chair, "are you innocent?"
"Surely you never thought me guilty?"
"I—I—don't think you are, and yet—"
"You are going to accuse me of having been on the spot?"
Juliet could restrain herself no longer. "I saw you myself," she burst out; "I was there also."