"Was Mr. Spencer's manner the same as usual when he called upon you
Tuesday evening?"
"No."
"In what way was it different?"
"He had been drinking."
"Was he rough, boisterous?"
"The latter, yes. So much so, that I suggested he spend the night. I did not wish him to go downstairs and disturb my wife's guests, which he was quite capable of doing had the whim seized him."
"Were you then upstairs, Mr. Whitney?"
"Yes, in my wife's boudoir on the first bedroom floor."
"When did you last see Mr. Spencer alive?"
"When I showed him into his bedroom and loaned him a pair of pajamas."