Conscious innocence.
There's my hand.

Grasp it.' 'Really, Sir,' said Mr.Winkle, hesitating whether to give his hand or not, and almost fearing that it was demanded in order that he might be taken at an advantage, 'really, Sir, I--' 'I know what you mean,' interposed Dowler.

'You feel aggrieved.

Very natural.

So should I.I was wrong.