"You are sure Ellen had gone out?"
"Well, what do you mean by sure?"
"What made you think she had gone out?"
"She told me she was going out. She was dressed in her street dress and I heard the door slam. That's three reasons."
"You heard the door slam? The front door, I suppose? There is only one door?"
"No, there's the back door, leading into the passageway."
"And where does the passageway lead?"
"Why, it runs alongside the house from Cazenove street to Broad."
The district attorney diverted attention for a moment by making his way to his seat through the crowd. He was the opposite of Badger in everything; the one burly and slack, but with the stamp of moral energy in his bearing; the other immaculate from cravat to cuff borders and athletic if slight in build.
"Was it the back door or the front door you heard slam, Miss Lund?" resumed Badger, continuing to confer in an undertone with the district attorney.