"No one sir, except the burglar and Miss McIntyre."

"Did you find any doors or windows unlocked?"

"No, sir; I never looked to see."

"Why not?"

"Because the young lady said that she had been over the house and
everything was then fastened." O'Ryan looked anxiously at the
coroner. Would he make him out derelict in his duty? It would
seriously affect his standing on the Force. "I took Miss McIntyre's
word for the house, for I had the burglar safe under arrest."

"How did Miss McIntyre appear?"

"Appear? Sure, she looked very sweet in her blue wrapper and her
hair down her back," answered O'Ryan with emphasis.

"She was not fully dressed then?"

"No, sir."

"Was Miss McIntyre composed in manner or did she appear frightened?"
asked Penfield. It was one of the questions which Kent had expected,
and he waited with intense interest for the policeman's reply.

"She was very pale and - and breathless like." O'Ryan flapped his
arms about vaguely in his endeavor to demonstrate his meaning. "She