"What did you do then?" inquired Harding.
A faintly scornful look crossed Peckham's sharp features. "I hope I know my place, sir. Naturally, I left the room immediately."
"Did you go downstairs?"
"I did not, sir. I went into the still-room, opposite, to wait for Mrs. Halliday to go down."
"Did anyone go into Mrs. Halliday's room while she was in it?"
"Not to my knowledge they didn't, sir."
"And when Mrs. Halliday left the room, what did you do?" -
"I went back to finish the packing, till Mr. Halliday came in."
"When was that?"
"I couldn't say for sure, sir. Perhaps five minutes later, perhaps not so long."