It was no surprise to me to be told that, knowing as I did what she had gone through the night before.
About nine o'clock I went with the hot water to the Red Room.

After knocking twice I tried the door, and, finding it not locked, went in with the jug in my hand.
I looked at the bed--I looked all round the room.

Not a sign of Mr.
James Smith was to be seen anywhere.
Judging by appearances, the bed had certainly been occupied.

Thrown across the counterpane lay the nightgown he had worn.

I took it up and saw some spots on it.