“Until when?”
“This morning.”
“Then you went to Mr. Maynard’s room?”
“I went to mother’s room first. You see, I had been attacked, and my first idea on regaining consciousness was that some one else might have been wounded.”
“That was quite early?”
“Just after daylight.”
“Where did you find your mother?”
“Lying on the floor. I placed her on the bed and went on to Mr. Maynard’s room. I found him dead, as you know.”
“Did you move the body?”
“I did not.” This with a shudder of horror.