“Very well, Your Honour.”
“Nothing was said about an intercepted note, Mr. Bellamy?”
“No.”
“You were perfectly satisfied that she had some mysterious way of ascertaining that he had not gone out at all that evening?”
“Yes.”
“But at some time during the evening that assurance on your part evaporated?”
“I don’t follow you.”
“I’ll be clearer. By the time you reached Mrs. Ives’s home—I believe that you’ve told us that that was at about ten-thirty—your confidence in her infallibility had so diminished that you suggested that she signal to you if Mr. Ives were actually there?”
“I believe that that was her suggestion.”
“Her suggestion? After she had given you her word of honour that he was there?”