“The same one who was on the ship with you?”
“Yes.”
“Now then, do you remember the night of Sunday, the sixth of this month?”
“I do.”
“Where were you at approximately the hour of nine o’clock that evening?”
“I was on the promenade deck.”
“What were you doing there?”
“I was looking for Mr. Mason.”
“Mr. Mason had asked you to join him on deck?”
“Yes. Mr. Mason had an appointment with Mrs. Moar for nine-thirty. He told me to meet him at nine o’clock and we would have a liqueur.”