CHAPTER XVII
“K. B.”
Inspector Mitchell looked at the policeman standing in front of his desk with approval.
“You have done well, Donovan,” he exclaimed.
“Exactly at what hour was Major Leigh Wallace seen leaving ‘Rose Hill’ on Sunday afternoon?”
“Mrs. Murray claims that it was about five o’clock or a little after,” Donovan replied, consulting his notes.
“And why hasn’t she reported this before?”
“She’s been ill with the grippe, and all news of the murder was kept from her,” the policeman answered. “She told her boy to-day, after learning about Miss Baird’s death, to watch for me when I was on my beat. I went over to see her the moment my relief came. It wasn’t an hour ago,” looking at the office clock which registered half-past nine, “Mrs. Murray said she would be glad to talk to you to-morrow, but to-night she feels too weak.”
“Which is her house?”