Neither of them knew anything about it.

Had they heard any suspicious noises during the previous night?
They had heard nothing but the pattering of the rain.

Had I, lying awake longer than either of them, heard nothing either?
Nothing! Released from examination, Mr.Franklin, still sticking to the helpless view of our difficulty, whispered to me: "That man will be of no earthly use to us.

Superintendent Seegrave is an ass." Released in his turn, Mr.
Godfrey whispered to me--"Evidently a most competent person.

Betteredge, I have the greatest faith in him!" Many men, many opinions, as one of the ancients said, before my time.
Mr.Superintendent's next proceeding took him back to the "boudoir" again, with my daughter and me at his heels.