'I believe you were in the company of the deceased on the night, or rather morning, of the murder?' said the coroner.
'Yes, he supped at my lodging on that night.'
'Alone with you?'
'No. Mr. Dempson and his wife, and my daughter were of the party.'
'At what hour did Mr. Penwyn leave you?'
The actor's countenance assumed a look of perplexity.
'It was half-past twelve before we sat down to supper,' he said, 'but I can't exactly say how long we sat afterwards. We smoked a few cigars, and, to be candid, were somewhat convivial. I haven't any clear idea as to the time; my daughter may know.'
'Why your daughter, and not you?'
'She let him out through the shop when he went away. Our apartments are respectable but humble, over a chandler's.'