I steered a middle course between the Objective side and the Subjective side.

In plain English I stared hard, and said nothing.
"Let's extract the inner meaning of this," says Mr.Franklin.

"Why did my uncle leave the Diamond to Rachel?
Why didn't he leave it to my aunt ?" "That's not beyond guessing, sir, at any rate," I said.

"Colonel Herncastle knew my lady well enough to know that she would have refused to accept any legacy that came to her from HIM." "How did he know that Rachel might not refuse to accept it, too ?" "Is there any young lady in existence, sir, who could resist the temptation of accepting such a birthday present as The Moonstone ?" "That's the Subjective view," says Mr.Franklin.

"It does you great credit, Betteredge, to be able to take the Subjective view.