"I am very likely quite wrong.
Come, Margaret, it's time that we were getting home." He crossed over to Hazlewood and held out his hand.

Hazlewood, however, did not rise.
"I don't think that's quite fair of you, Robert," he said.

"You don't disturb my confidence, of course--I have gone into the case thoroughly--but I think you ought to give me a chance of satisfying you that your doubts have no justification." "No really," exclaimed Pettifer.

"I absolutely refuse to mix myself up in the affair at all." A step sounded upon the gravel path outside the window.

Pettifer raised a warning finger.