"But from your manner I infer that there really is something to see.

Wait a minute--what can it be ?" "Nothing--my dear, nothing," said the vicar desperately.
"Oh, Augustin, I know you so well," said the implacable Mrs.Ambrose.

"I am quite sure now, that it is something I have seen.

Deny it, my dear." The vicar was silent and bit his long upper lip as he marched up and down the room.
"Of course--you cannot deny it," she continued.

"It is perfectly clear.
The very first day he arrived--when you came down from the Hall, in the evening--Augustin, I have got it! It is Mrs.Goddard--now don't tell me it is not.