“Intimately?”
“Yes, sir. I guess so. Ever since I was ten. We went to school and high school together; she was quite a little younger than me, but we were best friends.”
The tears rained down quietly and Miss Biggs brushed them impatiently away with the clumsy gloved fingers.
“You were fond of her?”
“Yes, sir, I was awful fond of her.”
“Did you see much of her during the years of 1916 and ’17?”
“Yes, sir; I just lived three houses down the block. I used to see her every day.”
“Did you know Patrick Ives too?”
“Yes, sir; I knew him pretty well.”
“Was there much comment on his attention to your friend Madeleine during the year 1916?”