“I don’t know. I was only there for a few seconds.”
“Not long enough to notice a change of any kind whatever?”
“There was the piano; I remember that.”
She sat very straight, watching him with those wide, bright eyes as though he were some strange and dangerous beast.
“Were you familiar with the back entrance from the River Road—to the Thorne estate, Mrs. Ives?”
“Yes.”
“You could have found it at night quite easily?”
“You mean by the lights of the automobile?”
“Exactly.”
“Yes.”