Godfrey, my dear, I apologise to you for my doubts.

The truth did occur to me, but I thought it impossible that a clergyman," here she looked again at Mr.Knight, "could be a thief also who did not dare to own to his theft." "Never mind all that," went on Sir John in his heavy, masterful voice.
"It stands like this.

You," and he pointed a fat finger at Godfrey, "are--well, I'll tell you what you are--you're just a cunning young fortune-hunter.

You found out that this property and a good bit besides are coming to Isobel, and you want to collar the sag, like you did that of the old woman out in Lucerne.

Well, you don't do it, my boy.