How very shocking! Dead ?" Mr.Tulkinghorn re-asserts it by another inclination of his head.
"Whether by his own hand--" "Upon my honour!" cries Sir Leicester.

"Really!" "Do let me hear the story!" says my Lady.
"Whatever you desire, my dear.

But, I must say--" "No, you mustn't say! Go on, Mr.Tulkinghorn." Sir Leicester's gallantry concedes the point, though he still feels that to bring this sort of squalor among the upper classes is really--really-- "I was about to say," resumes the lawyer with undisturbed calmness, "that whether he had died by his own hand or not, it was beyond my power to tell you.

I should amend that phrase, however, by saying that he had unquestionably died of his own act, though whether by his own deliberate intention or by mischance can never certainly be known.

The coroner's jury found that he took the poison accidentally." "And what kind of man," my Lady asks, "was this deplorable creature ?" "Very difficult to say," returns the lawyer, shaking his head.