I cannot help thinking that persuasion might be brought to bear upon Miss Beatrice, that it might be pointed out to her that a true story is the safest." "Well, if you've finished," Tavernake declared, "I'd like to tell you what I think of your story.

I think it's all d--d silly nonsense! This Wenham Gardner, by your own saying, was half mad.

There was a quarrel and he's gone off to Paris or somewhere.

As to your suggestions about Mrs.Gardner, I think they're infamous." Pritchard was unmoved by his companion's warmth.
"Why, that's all right, Mr.Tavernake," he affirmed.

"I can quite understand your feeling like that just at first.