When Meeson was gone Adriana looked defiantly at Miss Silver and said,
“Well?”
Miss Silver had been knitting in a very thoughtful manner. She was, in fact, engaged in the process known as putting two and two together. They added up to an ugly four. She said,
“What do you make of it yourself, Miss Ford?”
Adriana lifted the teapot and began to pour out. Her hand was perfectly steady.
“She went down to the pool at some time when she was wearing the dress.”
“Yes.”
“She was in the drawing-room during all the time that people were arriving, but after the room got very full I can’t say whether she was there or not. She could have slipped out—only why should she?”
“She had not worn that dress before?”
“No.”
“Then she did go out, since I found a torn shred from it caught on the hedge by t
