"He told Miss Wilson that he had a sister, and that he had been to church last Sunday, and he has just told you that he is a foundling, and that he only came last Wednesday.

His accent is put on, and he can read, and I don't believe he is a workman at all.
Perhaps he is a burglar, come down to steal the college plate." "Agatha," said Miss Wilson gravely, "you must be very careful how you say things of that kind." "But it is so obvious.

His explanation about the umbrella was made up to disarm suspicion.

He handled it and leaned on it in a way that showed how much more familiar it was to him than that new spade he was so anxious about.

And all his clothes are new." "True," said Fairholme, "but there is not much in all that.