But stop.

I am wrong.
I wrong his lordship, and I crave pardon for having done so.

If my memory serve me, no expression so harsh escaped from the bishop's mouth.

He gave me, indeed, to understand more than once that the action taken by the magistrates was tantamount to a conviction, and that I must be guilty because they had decided that there was evidence sufficient to justify a trial.

But all that arose from my lord's ignorance of the administration of the laws of his country.
He was very ignorant,--puzzle-pated, as you may call it,--led by the nose by his wife, weak as water, timid, and vacillating.