"Can you tell me if Mr. Spencer was wearing his pajamas in bed?"
"I cannot," dryly.
"Did you enter Mr. Spencer's bedroom the next morning after hearing of his death?"
"I did not."
"While in his room Tuesday night did you observe his clothes on a chair or table?
"No, and after discovering his presence, I was too keen to get out of the room to notice anything in it."
"Then possibly you left the light burning by the bureau?"
"I did nothing of the sort. It is a hobby of mine never to waste gas or electricity, and I remember distinctly stopping to put out the light after I had picked up my clothes."
"Quite sure, Miss Gray?" and the spinster bridled at his quizzical glance.
"I am willing to take my dying oath," she said solemnly, "that I left that room in total darkness."