"
"And Mr. Arnold Armstrong came there, while you were talking?"
"Yes. He came about half-past two. He rapped at the east door,
and I admitted him."
The silence in the room was intense. Mr. Jamieson's eyes never
left Halsey's face.
"Will you tell us the nature of his errand?"
"He brought a telegram that had come to the club for Mr. Bailey."
"He was sober?"
"Perfectly, at that time. Not earlier."
"Was not his apparent friendliness a change from his former
attitude?"
"Yes. I did not understand it."
"How long did he stay?"
"About five minutes. Then he left, by the east entrance."
"What occurred then?"
"We talked for a few minutes, discussing a plan Mr. Bailey
had in mind. Then I went to the stables, where I kept my car,
and got it out."
"Leaving Mr. Bailey alone in the billiard-room?"
Halsey hesitated.
"My sister was there?"
Mrs. Ogden Fitzhugh had the courage to turn and eye Gertrude
through her lorgnon.
"And then?"
"I took the car along the lower road, not to disturb the
household. Mr. Bailey came down across the lawn, through the
hedge, and got into the car on the road."
"Then you know nothing of Mr. Armstrong's movements after he left
the house?"
"Nothing. I read of his death Monday evening for the first
time."
"Mr. Bailey did not see him on his way across the lawn?"
"I think not. If he had seen him he would have spoken of it."
"Thank you. That is all. Miss Gertrude Innes.
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