You know, it may come out any day, and then we're done for," he rather incongruously appended.
Richard only took up the business-thread of his friend's rambling chatter, and answered: "You've got nothing to do with it, if we are." "Haven't I, though! I didn't stick-in the box but I'm an accomplice, that's clear.

Besides," added Ripton, "do you think I should leave you to bear it all on your shoulders?
I ain't that sort of chap, Ricky, I can tell you." Sir Austin thought more highly of the boy Thompson.

Still it looked a detestable conspiracy, and the altered manner of his son impressed him strangely.

He was not the boy of yesterday.

To Sir Austin it seemed as if a gulf had suddenly opened between them.