He trusts me.

I was to give him the poison the night after you got home, and I would never be suspected of doing it because the pills have been lying on his table for weeks, ready for him to take at any time.

Every one might say that he took them himself, don't you see ?" "Then, in God's name, why doesn't he take them,--why does he ask you to give them to him ?" cried Braden, an icy perspiration on his brow.
"That's the very point, sir," explained Wade.

"He says he has tried to do it, but--well, he just can't, sir.

Mr.Thorpe is a God-fearing man.