earnest.
âI daresay youâve been through a lot,â said Carolus sympathetically, âbut Iâm afraid youâll have a good deal more unless you tell the truth. Why donât you?â
âThereâs nothing,â blurted out Naomi between her sobs. âIâve told you all I know.â
âAll right,â said Carolus. âHave it your own way. Only if you decide to be sensible get hold of me or the police at once. Donât tell anyone else youâre going to tell the truth. Really. You can phone me at the number Iâm writing down or go to the police. But for heavenâs sake donât hesitate.â
Carolus saw her staring fixedly at him through tearful eyes. But she asked no question and in a moment went still sobbing from the room.
âI
knew
it would be a beastly case,â he reflected.
A few minutes later Mrs Bobbin came into the room.
âYouâve made the girl cry,â she said.
âIâm afraid shell cry a good deal more before the case is over unless she decides to speak the truth. She knows something which she is determined not to reveal.â
âBut why?â
âI donât know. I shall in time. And she lies.â
âWhat about?â
âI wanted to know what she did between 2.30 when your sister Flora left for Burley and 3.30 when, she says, she started out for home.â
âWhat does she say she did?â
âForgot to clean the hall in the morning. Remembered it and did it. Your sister Millicent meanwhile was sleeping in the drawing-room.â
âWhatâs wrong with that?â
âA woman doesnât
forget
to do the principal room of a house. And if by some freak she did she wouldnât spend an hour on it when it was time for her to go home.â
âBut the hall was done that day, very thoroughly. I remember noticing the smell of furniture polish when I came in. I congratulated Naomi on it next morning before we knew anything about Millicent. She said âYes, I did it last thing before going homeâ. So it doesnât sound as though she was lying at all.â
âThen she told me she got on quite well with your sister Millicent though she never had much to do with her. After what you told me yesterday I knew that wasnât true.â
âWell, she certainly did not get on with Milly as well as with Flora and me but then few people did. She probably did see less of her than of us.â
âThese are not perhaps very important. But I know that girl is hiding something and if you have anyinfluence with her I hope youâll use it to persuade her to tell the truth.â
âYouâre very sure of yourself, Mr Deene.â
âWhen do you think I could meet your sister, Miss Flora?â asked Carolus.
âTomorrow or the next time you come. Sheâs not up to it today. It has been a severe shock to her.â
âI quite understand. I have plenty of work to do. Tell me, how was your sister dressed when she was found?â
Mrs Bobbin looked at Carolus sharply.
âExactly the clothes she was wearing when Flora left except for her fur coat.â
âWhat about shoes?â
âOh, she had changed those, of course. She had on a strong pair of walking shoes.â
âShe did not wear galoshes, of any sort? You must forgive my being old-fashioned enough to call them galoshes.â
âShe did, yes.â
âAlways, in winter?â
âNearly always.â
âAnd she wasnât wearing them?â
âNo. Not that day. It was dry.â
âAre they still in her room?â
âI suppose so.â
âMay I see them?â
âIf Naomi hasnât gone.â She went to the door. âNaomi!â she called rather stridently.
When the girl appeared Carolus saw that she had repaired her face and was looking more self-confident.
âNaomi,â said Mrs Bobbin, âwhere are Miss Millicentâs rubber
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