It was an exigency, it helped Finlay to pull himself together, and there was something in his voice, when he spoke, like the vibration of relief.
"I am pained and distressed more than I have any way of telling you, sir," he said, "that--the state of feeling--between Miss Murchison and myself should have been so plain to you.

It is incomprehensible to me that it should be so, since it is only very lately that I have understood it truly myself.

I hope you will believe that it was the strangest, most unexpected, most sudden revelation." He paused and looked timidly at the Doctor; he, the great fellow, in straining bondage to his heart, leaning forward with embarrassed tension in every muscle, Dr Drummond alert, poised, critical, balancing his little figure on the hearthrug.
"I preach faith in miracles," he said.

"I dare say between you and her it would be just that." "I have been deeply culpable.

Common sense, common knowledge of men and women should have warned me that there might be danger.