"I want you to know the rights of the case." "Now, now, my dear, don't you go--ah--" "I know, Uncle, you were going to say 'interfering,' only you remember in time that your niece never interferes.

Isn't that true, Sir ?" "Yes, yes! I suppose so; that is, certainly." "Now I am interested in this young Cameron, and I want you to get the right view of his case, which neither your lawyer nor your manager nor that fool father of his can give you.

I know that if you see this case as I see it you will do--ah--exactly what is right; you always do." Miss Brodie's voice had assumed its most reasonable and business-like tone.

Sir Archibald was impressed, and annoyed because he was impressed.
"Look here, Bessie," he said, in as impatient a tone as he ever adopted with his niece, "you know how I hate being pestered with business affairs out here." "I know quite well, Uncle, and I regret it awfully, but I know, too, that you are a man of honour, and that you stand for fair play.

But that young man is to be arrested to-day, and you know what that will mean for a young fellow with his way to make." Her appeal was not without its effect.