"That's where you'll go to, my girl, if you aren't careful," said
Mrs. Stevens firmly.
But, of course, there was no need to confess all these crimes to
Inspector Birch. All that interested him was that she was
passing through the hall, and heard voices in the office.
"And stopped to listen?"
"Certainly not," said Elsie with dignity, feeling that nobody
really understood her. "I was just passing through the hall,
just as you might have been yourself, and not supposing they was
talking secrets, didn't think to stop my ears, as no doubt I
ought to have done." And she sniffed slightly.
"Come, come," said the Inspector soothingly, "I didn't mean to
suggest--"
"Everyone is very unkind to me," said Elsie between sniffs, "and
there's that poor man lying dead there, and sorry they'd have
been, if it had been me, to have spoken to me as they have done
this day."
"Nonsense, we're going to be very proud of you. I shouldn't be
surprised if your evidence were of very great importance. Now
then, what was it you heard? Try to remember the exact words.
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