Hazlewood was agitated and nervous; of his ordinary complacency there was no longer a trace.
Pettifer got into the car and as it moved away from the station he asked: "Now what's the matter ?" "I have been thinking over what you said last night, Robert.

You had a vague feeling of doubt.

Well, I have the verbatim reports of the trial in Bombay here in this envelope and I want you to read them carefully through and give me your opinion." He held out the envelope as he spoke, but Pettifer thrust his hands into his pockets.
"I won't touch it," he declared.

"I refuse to mix myself up in the affair at all.

I said more than I meant to last night." "But you did say it, Robert." "Then I withdraw it now." "But you can't, Robert.