Conscious as I was of a certain degree of guilt, I conceived that you would form the most odious suspicions.

The truth would be imperfect, unless I were likewise to explain the mysterious admonition which had been given; but that explanation was of too great moment, and involved too extensive consequences to make me suddenly resolve to give it.

I was aware that this discovery would associate itself in your mind, with the dialogue formerly heard in this closet.
Thence would your suspicions be aggravated, and to escape from these suspicions would be impossible.

But the mere truth would be sufficiently opprobrious, and deprive me for ever of your good opinion.
"Thus was I rendered desperate, and my mind rapidly passed to the contemplation of the use that might be made of previous events.

Some good genius would appear to you to have interposed to save you from injury intended by me.