"But all the same, you'll let me be paymaster here, you know--that's only fair." "All right--certainly, if you wish it," agreed Copplestone.

"But look here--won't you trust me?
I assure you I'm to be trusted.

You suspect somebody! Hadn't you better give me your confidence?
I won't tell a soul--and when I say that, I mean it literally.

I won't tell one single soul!" Sir Cresswell waited a moment or two, looking quietly at Copplestone.
Then he clapped a hand on the young man's shoulder.
"All right, my lad," he said.

"Yes!--we do suspect somebody.