“Yes.”
“Will you kindly detail the circumstances of your visit to White Towers?”
“Lady Clevedon asked me to convey a message to Mrs. Halfleet regarding some parish business, the clothing club at the church of which Lady Clevedon is president and Mrs. Halfleet is secretary. On my way I was caught in the rain and my hat was soaked through. Mrs. Halfleet advised me to dry it at the fire in her room and I did so.”
“You say you were caught in the rain—did you walk to White Towers?”
“No, I went in my own motor, a little two-seater which I drive myself.”
“There was no one with you in the car?”
“No one.”
“You used this hatpin to secure your hat?”
“Yes.”
“And of course took it out when you removed—?”