"It's likely that young Mr.Errol will be able to give us a clue, and we can't leave any stone unturned, being such a serious matter.

I'll send on my own responsibility if you like, Sir Giles.

But send we must." The bystanders glanced uneasily at one another in the silence that followed this bold speech.

The old butler's temerity was unheard of.

Not one among them would have dared thus to withstand the master to his face.
They waited, nervously expectant, for the vials of wrath to descend.
Old Dimsdale waited too, still firmly watching Sir Giles.