She said she didn’t know. I asked her if she had heard him tell me, over the phone, to come to his house at ten o’clock. She said she had.
“What did he do after that? Try to remember every least thing that was said and done from then until you left at the end of the day.”
She leaned back in her chair, shut her eyes and wrinkled her forehead.
“You called up—if it was you he told to come to his house—at about two o’clock. After that Mr. Donald dictated some letters, one to a paper mill, one to Senator Keefer about some changes in post office regulations, and—Oh, yes! He went out for about twenty minutes, a little before three. And before he went he wrote out a check.”
“Who for?”
“I don’t know, but I saw him writing it.”