Chapter 21

Cicely’s blue eyes filled with tears, and her voice quivered as she spoke this tribute to her employer. Again Mr. Benson feared she would break down, and changed his course of questioning. “At what time did you go to the library last evening?” “It could not have been more than a few minutes past ten.” “What did you do there?” “Miss Van Norman dictated some lists of matters to be attended to, and she discussed with me a few final arrangements for her wedding.” “Did she seem about as usual in her manner?” “Yes,—excep…