And at first I didn't mind, and then I did mind, and I got angry with Mathers, and Mathers wouldn't let me come away, and three nights ago I killed Mathers." There was a little thrill of horror.

He looked from one to the other.

By degrees their fear seemed to become communicated to him.
"What do you mean by looking like that, all of you ?" he exclaimed.
"What does it matter?
He was only my man-servant.

I am Wenham Gardner, millionaire.

No one will put me in prison for that.