Prove it! Why, God has proved it for you." "I do not think we had better bring Him into the question," was the retort: an odd reflex of Captain Clubbe's solid East Anglian piety.

"No.
If we go on with the thing at all, let us be honest enough to admit to ourselves that we are dishonest.

The portrait in that locket points clearly enough to the Truth." "The portrait in that locket is of Marie Antoinette," replied Colville, half sullenly.

"And no one can ever prove anything contrary to that.

No one except myself knows of--of this doubt which you have stumbled upon.
De Gemosac, Parson Marvin, Clubbe--all of them are convinced that your father was the Dauphin." "And Miss Liston ?" "Miriam Liston--she also, of course.