After telling my daughter suddenly, and in so many words, of Rosanna Spearman's suicide--this is what has come of it." Having reached that point, I looked up, and asked Sergeant Cuff what he thought of the letter, so far?
"I should only offend you if I expressed MY opinion," answered the Sergeant.

"Go on, Mr.Betteredge," he said, with the most exasperating resignation, "go on." When I remembered that this man had had the audacity to complain of our gardener's obstinacy, my tongue itched to "go on" in other words than my mistress's.

This time, however, my Christianity held firm.

I proceeded steadily with her ladyship's letter: "Having appealed to Miss Verinder in the manner which the officer thought most desirable, I spoke to her next in the manner which I myself thought most likely to impress her.

On two different occasions, before my daughter left my roof, I privately warned her that she was exposing herself to suspicion of the most unendurable and most degrading kind.
I have now told her, in the plainest terms, that my apprehensions have been realised.
"Her answer to this, on her own solemn affirmation, is as plain as words can be.