"No. There was a small lamp lighted on the table but it did not give sufficient light to distinguish clearly the rest of the room."
"And when you turned on the light how many persons were in the room?"
"Just Mr. Davies, Mrs. Darwin, and I."
"Might there not have been someone else who left by the windows before you lighted the room?"
"No, for I locked the windows at Mr. Darwin's request a half-hour before, and they were still locked when the police arrived."
"Could anyone have escaped by the door then?"
"Impossible, for I should have seen that person. Besides, Mr. Davies was at the door almost immediately after the shot was fired."
"You said Mrs. Darwin had something shiny in her hand. Were you able to tell what it was?"
"Yes, it was a pistol," he said, with a triumphant look in my direction.
"That's a lie!" cried a man's voice, and Ruth's chauffeur detached himself from the group of servants to shake a finger beneath Orton's nose. "It's a lie, you miserable little worm! Take it back or I'll wring your neck!"