Presently he said: "I came here on purpose to talk to you about another matter.

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Shall we step inside?
Or"-- he glanced sharply around, lantern held above his head--"I guess we're better off out here." Berkley silently assented.

The doctor considered the matter in mind for a while, nursing his knees, then looking directly at Berkley: "Phil, you once told roe a deliberate falsehood." Berkley's face flushed scarlet, and he stiffened in every muscle.
The doctor said: "I merely wanted you to understand that I knew it to be a falsehood when you uttered it.