"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
kept begging me to hurry and get the burglar out of the house, and
after telling her that she would have to appear in the Police Court
first thing that morning, I went off with the prisoner."
"Were there lights in the house?" questioned Penfield.
"Only dim ones in the halls and two bulbs turned on in the library;
it's a big room though, and they hardly made any light at all,"
explained O'Ryan; he was particular as to details.
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