“Yes.” She bit her lip in an effort to concentrate on that. “But that wouldn’t have been tracking her down and spying on her, and by then——”
“ ‘Yes’ is an answer, Mrs. Ives.”
“You mean that it’s all the answer that you want?”
“Exactly.”
“You didn’t really want to know why I did it?”
Under the level irony of her glance the prosecutor’s eyes hardened. “For your own good, Mrs. Ives, I suggest that you do not attempt to bandy language with me. You were not only willing to see her in her home but not long after you went to seek her in the cottage, did you not?”
“Yes. By that time we were both desperately worried and I put my own wishes aside.”
“You wish us to understand that you went there on an errand of mercy?”
“I am not asking you to understand anything. I was simply telling you why we went.”
“Exactly. Now, when you got to the cottage, Mrs. Ives, you say there was no light?”