etly. Help me to keep as calm as I can. Go on to something else."
She was right—in every way, right. I went on to other things.
"What did I do, after I had got to the middle of the room, and had stopped there?"
"You turned away, and went straight to the corner near the window—where my Indian cabinet stands."
"When I was at the cabinet, my back must have been turned towards you. How did you see what I was doing?"
"When you moved, I moved."
"So as to see what I was about with my hands?"
"There are three glasses in my sitting-room. As you stood there, I saw all that you did, reflected in one of them."
"What did you see?"
"You put your candle on the top of the cabinet. You opened, and shut, one drawer after another, until you came to the drawer in which I had put my Diamond. You looked at the open drawer for a moment. And then you put your hand in, and took the Diamond out."
"How do you know I took the Diamond out?"
"I saw your hand go into the drawer. And I saw the gleam of the stone between your finger and thumb, when you took your hand out."
"Did my hand approach the drawer again—to close it, for instance?"
"No. You had the Diamond in your right hand; and you took the candle from the top of the cabinet with your left hand."
"Did I look about me again, after that?"
"No."
"Did I leave the room immediately?"
"No. You stood quite still, for what seemed a long time. I saw your face sideways in the glass. You looked like a man thinking, and dissatisfied with his own thoughts."
"What happened next?"
"You roused yourself on a sudden, and you went straight out of the room."
"Did I close the door after me?"
"No. You passed out quickly into the passage, and left the door open."
"And then?"
"Then, your light disappeared, and the sound of your steps died away, and I was left alone in the dark."
"Did nothing happen—from that time, to the time when the whole house knew that the Diamond was lost?"
