"Yes; how did you get it? It's the key of my first-floor front. I am sure I left it sticking in the door."
"Did you know a Miss Dymond?"
"Yes, Mr. Mortlake's sweetheart. But I knew he would never marry her, poor thing." (Sensation.)
"Why not?"
"He was getting too grand for her." (Amusement.)
"You don't mean anything more than that?"
"I don't know; she only came to my place once or twice. The last time I set eyes on her must have been in October."
"How did she appear?"
"She was very miserable, but she wouldn't let you see it." (Laughter.)
"How has the prisoner behaved since the murder?"