Ghosts and vampires and crawling spectres live in it--that they do." "Do you call Mr.Berwin a ghost ?" "No; nor nothing half so respectable.

He is a mystery, sir, that's what Mr.Berwin is, and I don't care if he hears me commit myself so far." "In what way is he a mystery ?" demanded Denzil, approaching the matter with more particularity.
"Why," said Miss Greeb, evidently puzzled how to answer this leading question, "no one can find out anything about him.

He's full of secrets and underhand goings on.

It ain't respectable not to be fair and above board--that it ain't." "I see no reason why a quiet-living old gentleman should tell his private affairs to the whole square," remarked Lucian drily.
"Those who have nothing bad to conceal needn't be afraid of speaking out," retorted Miss Greeb tartly.

"And the way in which Mr.Berwin lives is enough to make one think him a coiner, or a thief, or even a murderer--that it is!" "But what grounds have you to believe him any one of the three ?" This question also puzzled the landlady, as she had no reasonable grounds for her wild statements.