"Where did you part from her?"
"At her own chamber door. We bade each other good-night, and I retired to rest immediately."
"What hour was that?"
"About ten minutes before eleven."
"What communication were you making to Lady Kingsland at that hour?"
"I came to tell her the household had all retired—that she could quit the house unobserved whenever she chose."
"You knew, then, that she had an assignation for that night?"
"I did. It was I who brought her the message. She was to meet Mr.
Parmalee at midnight, on the stone terrace."
"Who was this Mr. Parmalee?"
"An American gentleman—a traveling photographic artist, between whom and my lady a secret existed."