"But still you saw nothing?"
"I must confess that I had a vague idea of some shape flitting away across the room; a white shape—therefore probably a figment of my imagination."
"Your cry awakened Lady Lashmore?"
"Unfortunately, yes. Her nerves were badly shaken already, and this second shock proved too severe. Sir Elwin fears chest trouble. I am taking her abroad as soon as possible."
"She was found insensible. Where?"
"At the door of the dressing-room—the door communicating with her own room, not that communicating with mine. She had evidently started to come to my assistance when faintness overcame her."
"What is her own account?"
"That is her own account."
"Who discovered her?"
"I did."