Do you recognise the room you are in ?" "I'm in the hospital, am I not ?" "Hardly.

You are in one of Mr.O'Hagen's own rooms." (Mr.O'Hagen was the head keeper.) "You are detained, now, simply as a witness." I was struck to the heart; terrified in an instant.
"What?
Why?
What has happened ?" I questioned, rapidly, half starting up, then falling back on my pillow under his astonished eye.
"Nothing," he parried, seeing his mistake, and resorting to the soothing process.

"They simply have had time to think.

You're not the sort of man from which criminals are made." "That's nonsense," I retorted, reckless of his opinion, and mad to know the truth, yet shrinking horribly from it.

"Criminals are made from all kinds of men; neither are the police so philosophical.