Well, he had come in a hot fit of indignation, meaning to face Honoria and force her to take back the insult of her suspicion.

But after all--suppose George were at the bottom of it?
Clearly Sir Henry knew nothing, and in any case could not be asked to expose his own son.

And Honoria?
Let be that she would never believe--that he had no proof, no evidence even--this were a pretty way of beginning to discharge his debt to her! The terrier thrust a cold muzzle against his hand.

The room was very still.

Sir Harry poured out another glassful and held out the decanter.