If you've nothing to hide what way are you so touchy?
I can't be a spy unless there's something to spy on." The innkeeper pulled himself together.

He was apparently acting on instructions, and had not yet come to the end of them.

He made an attempt at a smile.
"I'm sure I beg your pardon if I spoke too hot.

But it nettled me to hear ye say that....

I'll be quite frank with ye, Mr.McCunn, and, believe me, I'm speaking in your best interests.