Probably, and not without reason, you doubt my word.

If that is so, will you kindly use the telephone yourself, ring up the Central Hotel, and ask if Monsieur de Courtois is there?
You will hardly imagine that the hotel staff would enter into a conspiracy with us to deceive you.

Again, you might send for the manager here.

He knows me, and will assure you that I am not a person who would lend himself to subterfuge or falsehood." "But some man was killed, was he not ?" Hermione's lips had whitened, but her courage was superb, though her poor heart was like to burst with its frenzied throbbing, for she was certain this self-possessed man was speaking truly, and, if he were, her hero with the head of gold had revealed feet of clay.
"Yes, unhappily, a journalist named Hunter." Schmidt was an artist.

He knew when to use few words.
"But Mr.Curtis himself may have been deceived." "Mr.Curtis was among those who pretended to liberate de Courtois from his bonds.