There is no end to his contrivances." "No, he has told me the truth," she pursued, with agitated voice.
"Listen to the story, first of all." She related to him, in accurate detail, all that had passed between Northway and Mr.Marks.
"And Mr.Marks was Mr.Glazzard, undoubtedly.

His description tallies exactly." Denzil broke out indignantly.
"The whole thing is a fabrication I not only _won't_ believe it, but simply _can't_.

You say that you have suspected this ?" "I have--from the moment when Lilian told me that Mr.Glazzard knew." "That's astounding!--Then why should you have desired to be on friendly terms with the Glazzards ?" Mrs.Wade sank her eyes.
"I hoped," she made answer, "to find out something.

I had only in view to serve you." "You have deluded yourself, and been deluded, in the strangest way.
Now, I will give you one reason (a very odd, but a very satisfactory one) why it is impossible to believe Glazzard guilty of such baseness--setting aside the obvious fact that he had no motive.

He goes in for modelling in clay, and for some time he has been busy on a very fine head.