"Not necessarily," he replied coldly, "but possibly by someone who desired to shield the murderer." He looked at me squarely, but I was able to meet his gaze without any misgivings. "I was the first person who entered the room," I said, earnestly, "and I am prepared to make oath that the window was bolted when I entered."
"Was the room dark?" he inquired.
"It was," I answered, not perceiving the drift of his remarks. "One of the servants brought a candle."
"Did you examine the windows at once?"
"No."
"What did you do?"
"I knelt down and examined the body."
"What was Major Temple doing?"
"I—I did not notice. I think he began to examine the things in Mr. Ashton's portmanteau."
"Then, Mr. Morgan, if, occupied as you were in the most natural duty of determining whether or not you could render any aid to Mr. Ashton, you did not notice Major Temple's movements, I fail to see how you are in a position to swear to anything regarding the condition of the window at the time you entered the room."