She sat down on it. She was looking a little pale, and there was an anxious expression in her eyes which did not escape the Inspector.
"Now, miss! I understand that Mr. Robert Steel called here this morning to see Mrs. Carter. Is that a fact?"
"Yes."
"You didn't mention it to me before. How was that?"
"I didn't think it was important. Mr. Steel is a close friend, and often drops in to see us."
"Was Mr. Steel a close friend of Mr. Carter's, miss?"
She hesitated. "I should call him a friend of the house."
"Is it not a fact that he is Mrs. Carter's friend?"
"He is more her friend than Mr. Carter's. But he is also a friend of mine."
"We'll let that pass, miss. Had you no reason to suppose that Mr. Steel might feel more than friendly towards Mrs. Carter?"