I didn't seem to be the sort of fellow who'd be likely to be mixed up with a man like you.

I felt that it must be with some purpose, you know, and now--now--I thought I suddenly saw-- "I don't know--I thought he'd believe me--I thought he'd tell the police and they'd arrest me--and that'd be the end of it." Here Bunning took a handkerchief and began miserably to gulp and sniff.
"But, good heavens!" Olva cried, "you didn't suppose that they wouldn't discover it all at the police-station in a minute! Two questions and you'd be done! Why, man----!" "I didn't know.

I thought it would be all right.

I was all alone that afternoon, out for a walk by myself--and you'd told me how you did it.
I'd only got to tell the same story.

I couldn't see how any one should know---I couldn't really.