"I don't know where he went. All I know is—he went, leaving me there."
"Didn't say where he was going?"
"He didn't say anything."
"Was he dressed for going out?"
"No—he was wearing a white linen jacket. Such as we always wear at surgery hours."
"And that was at half-past seven?"
"Half-past seven precisely."
"How do you fix the time?"
"There's a big, old-fashioned clock in the surgery. Just as Dr. Wellesley went out I heard the Moot Hall clock chime half-past seven, and then the chimes of St. Hathelswide's Church. I noticed that our clock was a couple of minutes slow, and I put it right."
"When did you next see Dr. Wellesley?"