You have chanced upon one of the former.

I was in a turmoil of mind from the moment of my entrance into that fatal house, but I can give no reason for it unless I am, as you hinted, a coward." He settled that supposition with a gesture I had rather not have seen.

It would be better for him to consider me a poltroon than to suspect my real reasons for the agitation which I had acknowledged.
"You say you cannot be open with me.

That means you have certain memories connected with that night which you cannot divulge." "Right, Charles; but not memories of guilt--of active guilt, I mean.

This I have previously insisted on, and this is what you must believe.