"You were married to Winslow Whitney in—"
"1896."
"And you have resided in Washington since then?"
"Yes, except in the summer months when we went to our home in
Massachusetts or, occasionally, abroad."
"Will you kindly state what took place at your house on Tuesday evening,
Mrs. Whitney?"
"I entertained the Sisters in Unity, and afterward went to bed." The concise reply wrung a smile from Foster.
"At what hour did the members of your club depart?"
"A little before one o'clock, Wednesday morning."
"Then did you go direct to bed?"
"No, I first showed Miss Kiametia Grey who, owing to an attack of faintness, was spending the night at my home, to her room; then I retired."