Whitney wrinkled his brow in thought. "No," he said. "I can't say that I am aware she did. When I go to my studio, as we usually call my workshop, it is an understood thing that I am not to be disturbed by anyone. It is a rule I enforce by dismissal if broken, and the servants have learned by experience to obey."
"Has your household access to your studio when you are not there?"
"No, I securely lock the door whenever I leave the room."
"Are you ever joined while in your studio by your wife and daughter and their friends?"
"Occasionally they bring Miss Grey and Senator Foster in to see my models."
"Did you confide the particulars of your latest invention to Mr.
Spencer?"
"I did not."
"Did he ever show deep interest in it?"
"Only questioned me about it now and then," replied Whitney casually, and
Charles Miller alone noted the nervous twitching of his eyelids.
"Was the electric light turned on in Mr. Spencer's room when you left him for the night?"