"Then the night you escaped. Perhaps that was not quite dark?"
"Oh, yes. That was even darker, if possible."
"So that you could not possibly have seen the outside of the house on some occasion?"
"Never."
"Never. Well, having settled that point, let us consider what you say you could see from the window of your prison in the attic. You said in your statement to the police, when you were describing this unknown place where you were imprisoned, that the carriage-way from the gate to the door 'went straight for a little and then divided in two into a circle up to the door'."
"Yes."
"How did you know it did that?"
"How did I know it? I could see it."
"From where?"
"From the window in the attic. It looked out on the courtyard in front of the house."