“To begin with,” said Chick, complying, “have you seen any indications that Gordon and Pauline Perrot are in love, any sign of it on the part of either?”
“No, no, never!” Beckwith quickly asserted. “Mr. Gordon is a gentleman, and soon to be married. Miss Perrot knows her place, and has always kept it, so far as I have observed.”
“At what time did she and Gordon leave here yesterday afternoon?”
“I don’t know. They were the last to leave.”
“Who was the last before them?”
“I was. It then was about four o’clock. All the other clerks had gone.”
“Where was Mr. Gordon when you left?”
“Here in his private office. He was talking with Miss Perrot.”
“Was the door open?”
“Yes.”