"Quite true." "I am not examining you," said Mr.Philip.

"I am only making a certain statement, the truth of which you can admit or deny before my brother." "Before your brother, sir!" I repeated.

"Am I suspected of anything wrong ?" "There is a suspicion that Mr.James Smith has been murdered," was the answer I received to that question.
My flesh began to creep all over from head to foot.
"I am shocked--I am horrified to say," Mr.Philip went on, "that the suspicion affects your mistress in the first place, and you in the second." I shall not attempt to describe what I felt when he said that.

No words of mine, no words of anybody's, could give an idea of it.

What other men would have done in my situation I don't know.