Allen glanced down but did not look up again at once. At length he raised his eyes and nodded.
“Yes, I took a stroll in the sunken garden while you were talking to Russell. Didn’t realize the ground was so wet.”
“Without a coat? It’s distinctly chilly tonight!”
“Oh, I don’t catch cold at all easily.”
“A bit of a risk, however,” said Landis ambiguously.
Allen contented himself with a nod and a shrug. Bernard remained studiously silent.
“You went to your room to dress about six-thirty,” said Landis. “When did you leave it again?”
“I was in my room or my bathroom until some time after the gong rang.”
“Did you see or hear anyone passing along the wing hall during that time, Mr. Allen?”
“I did not.” The answer was emphatic.