"Did you take Mr. Krevin upstairs?"
"Yes. I took him up to Mr. Mallett's dressing-room. I showed him the hot water arrangement, got him clean towels, and asked him what he wanted. He said he wanted a clean shirt, a collar, and a handkerchief."
"A handkerchief?"
"Yes, a handkerchief."
"Did you get him these things?"
"I showed him where to get them. I opened the drawers in which Mr. Mallett's shirts, collars and handkerchiefs are kept, so that he could help himself. Then I asked him if there was anything more I could get him. He said there was nothing but a clothes brush. I got him that, and left him."
"When did you see him next?"
"About twenty minutes after, when he came downstairs and went into the morning-room to the other gentlemen."
"Was he smartened up then?"
"He was smart enough—smarter than the others, I should say."