Hume--this is Mr.Winter, of Scotland Yard." David was quite unprepared for the meeting.
"What ?" he exclaimed, his upper lip stiffening, "the man who concocted all sorts of imaginary evidence against me!" "'Concocted' is not the right word, nor imaginary' either," growled Winter.
"Quite right," said Brett.

"Really, Hume, you should be more careful in your choice of language.

Had Winter been as careless in his statements at the Assizes, he would certainly have hanged you." Hume was too happy, after a prolonged _tete-a-tete_ with his beloved, to harbour malice against any person.
"What are we supposed to do--shake hands ?" he inquired blandly.
"It might be a good preliminary to a better understanding of one another.
You think Winter is an unscrupulous ruffian.

He described you to me as a swine not two hours ago.

Now, you are both wrong.