Hutchings had entered the Castle by that entrance. He was pleased to have his guess corroborated.
"That would be about half-past ten," he said. "Could you see into the library at all?"
"Only a very little way, sir."
"You couldn't see whether Colonel Grey and then James Hutchings went straight through it into the hall, or whether either of them went into the smoking-room?"
"No; I couldn't see so far in as that, though there was a light burning in the libery," said William Roper.
That was a new fact. Any one passing through the library would be able to see the open knife lying in the big inkstand.
"Go on," said Mr. Flexen. "What happened next?"
"Nothing 'appened for a long while—twenty minutes, I should think—and then there come a woman round the right-'and corner of the Castle wall and along it and into the libery winder. At first I thought it was Mrs. Carruthers, or one of the maids—she were too tall for her ladyship—but it warn't."
"Are you quite sure?" said Mr. Flexen.
"Quite, sir. I should have known 'er if she had been. Besides, she was all muffled up like. You couldn't see 'er face."
