“By the one from the side hall.”
“Which is near the side door of the house?”
Again she had to nod assent. This was the door through which Wing had passed to his death.
“Did you knock at the door before entering?”
“Always.”
Again that slight suggestive raising of the head.
“Did he open the door for you?”
“Yes. He knew my knock, and always came to open the door.”
“Did you notice anything peculiar about him or the room?”
“I did not.”