“No.”
“Okay. Rose, did you go to the door when Dora Chapin came this evening?”
“Yes, sir.”
“You let her in and she was alone.”
“Yes, sir.”
“When she left did you let her out?”
“No, sir. I never do. Mrs. Kurtz don’t either. She just went.”
“Where were you when she went?”
“I was in the dining-room. I was there a long while. We weren’t serving dinner, and I was dusting the glasses in there.”
“Then I suppose you didn’t let Mr. Bowen out either. That was the man—”