He said that he was going straight back.' The bystanders looked at one another, and at Mr.Crisparkle.

To whom Mr.
Jasper, who had been intensely watching Neville, said, in a low, distinct, suspicious voice: 'What are those stains upon his dress ?' All eyes were turned towards the blood upon his clothes.
'And here are the same stains upon this stick!' said Jasper, taking it from the hand of the man who held it.

'I know the stick to be his, and he carried it last night.

What does this mean ?' 'In the name of God, say what it means, Neville!' urged Mr.Crisparkle.
'That man and I,' said Neville, pointing out his late adversary, 'had a struggle for the stick just now, and you may see the same marks on him, sir.

What was I to suppose, when I found myself molested by eight people?
Could I dream of the true reason when they would give me none at all ?' They admitted that they had thought it discreet to be silent, and that the struggle had taken place.