That letter, Sir Roger, was a forgery and a trap." "Into which you fell ?" "Into which I fell headlong.

The greatest ninny alive could not have been snared more easily." "You have no idea who perpetrated this atrocity ?" "No," said Mollie, "no idea.

I wish I had! If I wouldn't make him sup sorrow in spoonfuls, my name's not Mollie! There, Sir Roger, that will do.

You've heard all I've got to tell, and the better way will be to ask no more questions.

If you think I am not sufficiently explicit--if you think I keep anything back that you have a right to know--why, there is only one course left.