He knew not what he had to dread from the enmity of Wortley.

Mr.Wortley's violence was not without excuse.

It was his mishap to be exposed to suspicions which could only be obviated by breaking his faith.

But, indeed, he knew not whether any degree of explicitness would confute the charges that were made against him; whether, by trampling on his sacred promise, he should not multiply his perils instead of lessening their number.

A difficult part had been assigned to him; by much too difficult for one young, improvident, and inexperienced as he was.
Sincerity, perhaps, was the best course.