"But I never go out at all, Mijnheer."
"Didn't you go out at all this evening?"
"I wasn't outside the house; besides, it was very stormy, and at my age one doesn't venture out in a blinding rainstorm for fun."
"Then you were in your room?"
"No, Mijnheer, I was in the kitchen most of the day, knitting by the stove."
"And you never left the kitchen for a moment?"
"Not for a minute—until I went upstairs to bed."
"Is your eyesight good?"
"Mijnheer?" questioned Gudule, not having heard aright.
"I asked you if you had good eyes," repeated M. Tricamp.