"Yes, sir. Nasty-like. Meaning to say his chance had come."
"I wonder."
"Well, that's what I heard, sir. Truly."
Antony looked at her thoughtfully and nodded.
"Yes. I wonder. I wonder why."
"Why what, sir?"
"Oh, lots of things, Elsie. . . . It was quite an accident your being outside just then?"
Elsie blushed. She had not forgotten what Mrs. Stevens had said about it.
"Quite, sir. In the general way I use the other stairs."
"Of course."
He had found his pipe and was about to go downstairs again when she stopped him.
"I beg your pardon, sir, but will there be an inquest?"
"Oh, yes. To-morrow, I think."
"Shall I have to give my evidence, sir?"
"Of course. There's nothing to be frightened of."
"I did hear it, sir. Truly."
"Why, of course you did. Who says you didn't?"
"Some of the others, sir—Mrs. Stevens and all."
"Oh, that's just because they're jealous," said Antony with a smile.
He was glad to have spoken to her, because he had recognized at once the immense importance of her evidence. To the Inspector no doubt it had seemed
