Miss Saxon was standing on a chair with her hand on the cornice.

I managed to place my hand in the same place--it matters not how--and there I found that." "This knife ?" Cuthbert, still bewildered, took up the formidable weapon.

"But how did she become possessed of it ?" "You must ask her that." "I?
Why did you not ask her yourself ?" "She would have lied to me--for your sake." "For my sake?
Do you mean to say she thinks I am guilty ?" "Yes, I do," said Jennings decisively.
"It's an infernal lie! I don't believe Juliet would think me such a blackguard unless she did not love me--and she does love me." "Of course," interposed Jennings swiftly, "so much so that she has concealed this knife so as to--as she thinks--save you.

Now, can you not see why she asked you to proceed no further in the case for your--own sake.

I thought she was shielding her brother.