Leila hesitated, biting her lips.
“The—the Featherstones——”
“Did you see them, Mrs. Storm?”
“No, I—I had gone to the dressing-room to rearrange my hair, and when I rejoined Julie she told me they had just left.”
“I see.” Brewster nodded slowly. “Will you answer one more question, please? How did you reach home?”
“Why, the way we came, of course, in Julie’s car.” Leila’s voice trembled slightly and her eyes wavered.
“You did not, Mrs. Storm.” His tone was gently deferential, but there was a note of finality in it which she could not combat.
“Not all the way,” she amended hurriedly. “Julie dropped me at the house of some friends of mine over on Harper’s Ridge, and they brought me home later.”
He shook his head.
“You did not leave the Ferndale Inn with Julie.”