“Told me to come to the front door, walk in, switch on the lights, and wait for her in case she wasn’t here.”
“Did she say where she was, or what she was doing?”
“She was keeping an eye on someone. I didn’t get all there was to it. She didn’t talk with me herself.”
“She didn’t?”
“No... Let’s get out of here. I can’t talk here. I can’t...”
“Wait a minute,” Mason said. “Do you know this person?”
“Why, yes, of course.”
“Who is it?”
“Mrs. Perlin, Hocksley’s housekeeper.”
“Did she live here?”