"
"Yet an hour or two later you declared that the hearth was no
lodestone. You forgot its horrors and your superstition upon
returning to your own house."
"It might be;" she murmured; "but if so, they soon returned. I
had reason for my horror, if not for my superstition, as the event
showed."
The coroner did not attempt to controvert this. He was about to
launch a final inquiry.
"Miss Tuttle; upon the return of yourself and Mr. Jeffrey to your
home after your final visit to the Moore house, did you have any
interview that was without witnesses?"
"No."
"Did you exchange any words?"
"I think we did exchange some words; it would be only natural."
"Are you willing to state what words?"
She looked dazed and appeared to search her memory.
"I don't think I can," she objected.
"But something was said by you and some answer was made by him?"
"I believe so."
"Can not you say definitely?"
"We did speak."
"In English?"
"No, in French."
"Can not you translate that French for us?"
"Pardon me, sir; it was so long ago my memory fails me."
"Is it any better for the second and longer interview between you
the next day?"
"No-sir."
"You can not give us any phrase or word that was uttered there?"
"No."
"Is this your final reply on this subject?"
"It is.
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