At which I stepped briskly enough aside, I assure you, for this might mean--What did you say?
Did I close the door?
I assuredly did.

Was I to let the whole of -- -- Street into the horrors of this house at a moment when a poor old man--No, I didn't go out myself.

Why should I?
Was I to leave a man on the verge of eighty--excuse me, not every man of eighty is so hale and vigorous as yourself--to enter such a scene alone?
Besides, I had not warned him of the condition of the only other living occupant of the house." "Discreet, very.

Quite what was to be expected of you, Miss Butterworth.
More than that.

You followed him, no doubt, with careful supervision, down the hall." "Most certainly! What would you have thought of me if I had not?
He was in a strange house; there was no servant to guide him, he wanted to know the way to the study, and I politely showed him there." "Kind of you, madam,--very.