The whole lot will tell you that I was with them at Camden Hill all the night." "What! Can you prove an alibi ?" "I don't know what you call it," retorted Lydia coolly, "but I can prove pretty slick that I wasn't in Pimlico." "But--Mrs.Vrain--your friend--Ferruci was there!" "Was he?
Well, I don't know.

I never saw him that time he was in town.
But if you think he killed Mark you are wrong.

I do not believe Ercole would kill a fly, for all he's an Italian." "Do you think he took that stiletto ?" "No, I don't!" "Then who did ?" "I don't know.

I don't even know when it was taken.

I missed it after Christmas, because that old schoolma'am told me it was gone." "Old schoolma'am!" "Well, Bella Tyler, if you like that better," retorted Mrs.Vrain.
"Come, now, Mr.Denzil, I'm not going to let you go away without proving my--what do you call it ?--alibi.