The three of us can show a bold front to Brother Bartholomew.

But let us have no outsiders,--no police or officials.

We can settle everything satisfactorily among ourselves, without any interference.

Nothing would annoy Brother Bartholomew more than any publicity." He sat down upon a low settee and blinked at us inquiringly with his weak, watery blue eyes.
"For my part," said Holmes, "whatever you may choose to say will go no further." I nodded to show my agreement.
"That is well! That is well!" said he.

"May I offer you a glass of Chianti, Miss Morstan?
Or of Tokay?
I keep no other wines.